About an hour ago, I got this text from the sicky.
"Tube is out of nose. I took it out on my own and gave it to the resident."
I had just parked the truck when I read that. And I had to stop a minute to shake my head and laugh. God, I love that side of him.
It's hard to relay that in a text back to him though. I can't wait until he's home and I can talk to him again. I miss him.
I do have other things going on in my life. I swear. But it's hard to write about something else when your thoughts are so concentrated on one thing. Give me a bit, and I'll post more.
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