So the husband escaped his medical crisis with his health more or less intact again, but it just might cost him his bed.
I’ve always had trouble sleeping alone. His snoring’s not only white noise, but it’s kind of a mental woobie—if he’s snoring, all must be well with our world. For the first twelve or thirteen years of our marriage, I think I slept alone for maybe seven or eight days total—including childbirth. When he got back into snowmobiling … Read More »