Kekoa My companion in sickness and in health

He is my old faithful. I have been deathly sick for the past 2 days. Just a bug I suppose. I spent valentines night worshipping the porcelain throne. I thought I would be worshipping my "one and only". I ran an intense fever and had chills so bad. Nothing could warm me. I finally got into the tub and ran the water on HOT HOT and slowly felt my body defrost. I was able to find some rest for about 20 minutes in the tub. I quickly dried off and returned shivvering back to bed. My puppy dog was beside me the entire time. He laid on the cold hard bathroom floor watching me dry heave and beg to just throw up. You know that feeling. When you know you will just feel better if you could puke?, yeah that. I woke again with intense chills and returned to the tub once again to bring my body back to where I could feel my feet and hands. It was a vicious cycle of freezing or roasting. I laid lifeless in bed all day Friday. Wrapped in 2 heavy down comforters, a sweatshirt and 2 pairs of fuzzy socks. Each time I woke out of my state, I could tell my dog was right beside me. Mr. Incredible stayed home from work to take care of me. He said the dog never left my side. Even though, I was out of it, I could sense the dog was next to me and it gave me comfort to know that he was keeping watch over me. We were to go out tonight with friends but after showering and getting dressed. I just didnt feel up to it and I felt really nautious. I had a thought in the shower, when I was feeling so nautious. I thought maybe I am having sympathy pregnancy pains for a mother who would give her baby for adoption. Then, I thought I am so glad that that doesn't really happen. I wasn't going to blog the sympathy pregnancy nausia but just in case down the road, it does happen. It would be documented.
Friday night, I donned the same lovely sick attire but added a furry black hat. I must have looked so beautiful that my dear love decided that he would sleep in the bonus room. He left me with the dog and 2 children. I was so out of it, I didn't care. I woke Saturday morning feeling 100% better but not perfect. Hey, at least I am blogging. That is a sign for the good. I took pictures of my true faithful friend. I feel so much better today. He never left me in my hour of need and was always there to offer companionship. He never asked for anything. If he wanted me to pet him but I couldn't he would just nuzzle his head right up under my hand and that was good enough for him to have my hand rest on his head. I love the big galute! He is so needy for love. I love that.