#SongoftheDay Our Love Will See Us Through (Nina Simone)
I heard this song on a TV show and it made me very emotional.
My partner accompanied me to a medical appointment last week. It was the first time he'd done that. It was the first time anyone had. It was an appointment with a specialist, and it ended up lasting almost two hours. I knew I'd need his help taking notes, and also just remembering things. The chronic illness I have causes memory problems and cognitive impairments at times, and I can never predict when those times will be, exactly.
So my partner came along (in fact he drove me there, which made me feel incredibly cared for. We usually take the subway to our medical appointments) and after the appointment he gave me chocolates he had bought for me in advance. I was so moved, and then I remembered the times I bought him teddy bears (he loves teddy bears) to give to him after his biopsies when his oncology team was trying to locate where, precisely, his cancer lived.
I kept thanking him over and over, and he said I didn't need to thank him, and "How many appointments have you come to with me?" Dozens, definitely. But I knew he didn't just come to this appointment to pay me back for going to his. I knew he came because he cares for me, deeply, and he wants to help me cope with a pain condition that will never go away. He wants to know how he can help me manage it, and he got that information from the specialist.
The day of my appointment was a good day. I don't have many good days, but this was a good day. We were in a part of the city we don't usually go to: a vibrant area with lots of shops and restaurants. We spotted a restaurant we had a gift card for (thanks to my partner's generous sister!) and so we had dinner there, and we walked around, and we found a park, and we pointed out flowers we liked and it felt like a date.
How grateful am I to have this man by my side, who will be with me through the good and the bad? I've never felt this kind of support, even in childhood, even from my parents. I always sort of felt like I was on my own. I had to deal with life by myself and no one was ever going to help.
But I don't feel that way anymore. I know I'm not alone. I know I have support.
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My partner accompanied me to a medical appointment last week. It was the first time he'd done that. It was the first time anyone had. It was an appointment with a specialist, and it ended up lasting almost two hours. I knew I'd need his help taking notes, and also just remembering things. The chronic illness I have causes memory problems and cognitive impairments at times, and I can never predict when those times will be, exactly.
So my partner came along (in fact he drove me there, which made me feel incredibly cared for. We usually take the subway to our medical appointments) and after the appointment he gave me chocolates he had bought for me in advance. I was so moved, and then I remembered the times I bought him teddy bears (he loves teddy bears) to give to him after his biopsies when his oncology team was trying to locate where, precisely, his cancer lived.
I kept thanking him over and over, and he said I didn't need to thank him, and "How many appointments have you come to with me?" Dozens, definitely. But I knew he didn't just come to this appointment to pay me back for going to his. I knew he came because he cares for me, deeply, and he wants to help me cope with a pain condition that will never go away. He wants to know how he can help me manage it, and he got that information from the specialist.
The day of my appointment was a good day. I don't have many good days, but this was a good day. We were in a part of the city we don't usually go to: a vibrant area with lots of shops and restaurants. We spotted a restaurant we had a gift card for (thanks to my partner's generous sister!) and so we had dinner there, and we walked around, and we found a park, and we pointed out flowers we liked and it felt like a date.
How grateful am I to have this man by my side, who will be with me through the good and the bad? I've never felt this kind of support, even in childhood, even from my parents. I always sort of felt like I was on my own. I had to deal with life by myself and no one was ever going to help.
But I don't feel that way anymore. I know I'm not alone. I know I have support.
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