Sick and emotional

When I get sick, and I mean the kind of sick where you're in bed with a fever and not enough energy to do more than sleep, I get emotional.
I'm not sure why. I start to feel vulnerable and want to curl up and be cuddled.
Warning: This post is going to be all about how great it is to have someone who loves you.

I'm still sick. This bug is strong and has had me down more days than I've been up. It's strange. It hits hard one day, the next day I start to feel a little better and so I venture out and do a few errands, etc. and the next day I'm flat on my back. Well, not flat, because I can't breathe. So I prop myself up on pillows and sleep all day.

I got up late yesterday, and got in the shower thinking I'd just go at my own pace and get ready to take Sean to school. We'd be late, but they'd understand when they saw me walk into the office with him to get his late slip. I looked like crap.
I didn't expect to see Chuck, because he was on shift, and right after he got off yesterday morning there was a union meeting, and then he had a meeting with some community people about disaster prep stuff, and then he'd be home.
But to my surprise he came in the door as I was getting out of the shower. He woke Sean up for school, and then he got busy in the kitchen and made us breakfast.
I was planning to just hit a drive through on the way, but he said he'd have it ready by the time Sean was dressed. He had just enough time to cook for us and then go back out the door for his union meeting.
We all left about the same time, and I came back and went to bed.
Chuck came home and made me chicken noodle soup for lunch with ingredients from the pantry because we didn't have any cans of it in the cupboard. And I slept some more.
He picked Sean up from school for me, came home and made dinner, then delivered pages to my layout guy who puts together the newspaper.
When he got back we ate dinner and Chuck helped tuck Sean into bed and read to him for a long time.
Then he came to bed and cuddled me until I fell asleep again.

I guess there are women who would think nothing of this. It's what they know as normal. For me, I was alone for a long time. When I was sick, I just had to make do. If I was too sick to take Sean to school, he didn't go. If I was too sick to cook, we ate sandwiches, or cereal or whatever was easiest.

Loving someone feels so good, and to have them love you back is one of the best feelings in the world.