Lucky I'm in love with my best friend... Lucky to have been where I have been

So, I spent the day/night in the hospital and lay thinking that three years ago John and I were getting married. I thought our love was at its peak. At our wedding John saw me at my very best and now he was seeing me at my absolute worst! He spent the night cleaning up LOTS of throw up, sleeping in a very uncomfy hospital chair, and helping me and my iv bag to the bathroom every hour. But I felt like we love each other more than ever before. It sounds so cliche but I finally understand what old folks mean when they say they love their spouse tons more than they did on their wedding day. Having John by my side meant more to me than any anniversary pres. in the world and it made me glad that we get to grow old together.
Anyway, I am feeling lots better now but still popping the pills until I get everything out of my system. So I am going to go to a much happier place and work on posting my Alaskan vacay pictures. I think I might just post them ALL to keep my mind off it. Be forewarned when you read my commentary that I am highly medicated. Praise to the Percocet!