Oh God once I had a “status migraine” (if you don’t know don’t ask you don’t want to know) and had to go to my doctor to get shot up with an elephant’s worth of painkillers to sort of take the edge off and knock me out and stuff to stop me from puking, and they let my boyfriend in while I was literally bent over the table with my pants down getting a shot in my butt, vomiting. Not my husband, or other family member. My boyfriend. That doctor was no respecter of medical privacy, that’s for sure.

We are married now, for years. And he does say that cozy clothes are sexy clothes. Also socks that go past the knee, lol.