• ex

    Proof!

    Dan called me the other day and sounded like hell. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Bring me soup…please…I feel sick.” During my whole marriage he insisted that anytime I was ill, that it was all in my head. I try not to hold that against him after all these years, but it’s my first reaction to say, “Well you just need to think positive thoughts!”, I didn’t though. I ran to the store and got him low sodium chicken noodle soup and orange juice. I called him every four hours to remind him to take his medicine and each time he thanked me and hung up mid cough. Yesterday around noon…