I discovered this morning, once again, just how much my J.D. loves me. The poor guys woke up at 5:30 with a pounding migraine. I've had a migraine before-more than once in fact- and they are AWFUL! but I digress...
When my sweet J.D. gets a migraine it is the grandaddy of migraines. He can hardly move, has to have a pillow over his face to block out all light and have an ice pack over his eyes to help with the pain if at all possible. He laid there in pain for over 90 minutes until something woke me. It is NOT normal for him to still be in bed at 7 :00 AM. I asked what was wrong and he said he woke up with a headache at 5:30 and had been laying there since then. Poor guy!
He needed the ice pack from the freezer but didn't want to wake me up to get it for him...because I needed to sleep....while he was right next to me in pain and not able to move. He was suffering while I was sleeping soundly.
I just told a friend that I waited and waited and waited for J.D. and he was worth every minute of waiting...now you know why...
I love this man!
He is my hero!
