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Anyone who has been married more than a day or two knows that marriage is not always pretty.

You take the good with the bad and somedays even the ugly. I find it ironic that it is in the moments that are ugly you realize how important your spouse is to your life.

This weekend I was "blessed" with the flu. It started with a tickle in my throat and hours later it turned into an ugly case of the flu.

Brent was fortunate enough to be on the road. Missing out on the first 18 hours of my misery.

About 11:00 last night I was crying in misery. Yes, in moments like this I am a true drama queen who texted her husband. "I'm dying! This pain is not normal."

There was no reply.. Furthering my belief that I was going to die..

I'm confessing that my drama queen has no boundaries when sick.

A few minutes later Brent was home. He swears he told me he was coming home. Maybe he did I was pretty out if it. Upon seeing him I started crying even harder.

Yes, I was saying my goodbyes.

Yes, I understand I might need some professional help.

Within moments he started taking care of me. Calming his hysterical wife. Brushing my hair and rubbing my back. In fact, he repeated this for about three hours as I slept on and off.

I probably would have survived without my husband. It was the flu..

However I am really glad I didn't have to. I'm happy to know that even in my ugliest, drama queen, gross sick moments I have a guy who puts up with me.

I should remember that when he is driving me crazy.

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