
So how did we celebrate?...well by receiving a big, fat window into our old age together of course! I came home to my husband flat on the floor on Thursday evening. A bad muscle spasm in his lower back had left him unable to move for the previous hour and a bit. Anyway panic ensued, as well as a feeble attempt to try and lift him up with my puny arms. Paramedics arrived, gas and air was flowing, sending Nick into a trippy spiral and a late night trip to get some hard drugs was in order. To begin with he still couldn’t get out of bed so our day of swoony Anniversary fun arranged for the Saturday seemed like a long shot. As I was dressing Nick in bed, pulling him up and arranging all necessities at a reachable level we burst out laughing wondering how we ended up here at 2 years when this had been resigned in our minds for at least 50 years down the line. So tonight we’ll head to community group, and eat without a candle, wedding photo or romantic playlist in sight and we’ll postpone our celebrations until next weekend.
Hehe, lovely :o) Happy anniversary!
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