I awoke this morning with my husband nuzzling my neck and wishing me, "Happy Surgiversary, baby."
Ever the literalist, I bit my lip and kept myself from saying, "oh that was YESTERDAY, babe." But I held off on saying it. The sentiment is still true and still sweet, that he remembered. Such affection!
One of the many improvements in my life the surgery brought forth, I never thought in a million years that it would improve the state of my marriage. Turns out my recovery and life post-op has been a joint project for both of us to work on.
There's no place I'd rather be.
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