It's 6:00am on the dot. There is a skunk sleeping very sweetly in my lap. I am going back to bed.
This is not an hour that usually exists in my world... but my almost-husband got out of bed at 3am (I woke up) to get in the bathtub because he was having chills. I woke up at 3:30 and realized he was still in there and of course was sure he had drowned. He was safe but shortly after getting out of the bath he re-filled the tub with his dinner.
We just spent two hours on the couch letting animals have their therapeutic way with him and teaching him to breathe the square.
I guess this is a time when I am thankful I have had to learn some self-calming techniques.
4 comments:
Ugh. Being sick yourself is bad enough.
Having to watch and nurse someone else through it is almost as bad.
Here's to the healing power of skunks!
But it's nice to have a nurse. He's a lucky guy :)
Oh, no. I'm so sorry to hear that. Hope he's feeling better infinitely soon and that you are all able to get some much needed rest. Hang in there!
I've done that falling-asleep-in-the-tub thing when I'm sick like that. Just wrap him up, be his caretaker and let the pets work their magic.
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