I had a bad day this Sunday. The guys lost to Fullham (of all teams!) and I had to sit in the stands and watch them loose. They did try but the young ones are still too young.
Ryan walked on eggshells around me all day. I threw a crutch at him when he suggested we did something to take my mind of things. I can't even walk without crutches! Ryan let me rant and rave for a while and than took my crutches away. He walked in the bathroom and through the open door I could see him undress himself. He turned on the shower and asked me to come to the bathroom. I pouted like a little child but in the end I did it. I walked all by myself to the bathroom. I took small steps and it took a while but I did it all alone without any help (part from me holding the wall)
Ryan did give me a reward afterwards. I blush just thinking about it.
I would never make it through these long months without him. We'll be on the stands together today. Maybe I can hold his little finger without anyone seeing it.
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