Make It Memorable; Love’s Many Faces

Valentine’s Day. The day for lovers, right? Romance, flowers, whatnot…

Yeah, maybe.

But that’s not my most memorable Valentine’s Day.

Don’t get me wrong, there were elements of those things in that day, but that’s not the BIG MOMENT.

My day?

It was supposed to be my day off, but I had to finish making a schedule (and hubby was working anyway) so I stopped in to work for a few hours. I didn’t stay long; was out by noon. No sooner had I left that my office was calling again. Turned out Edible Arrangements had been there and delivered a gift from my guy.

GREAT start to my Day, right? I headed home to start cooking hubby his favorite Filipino dishes…chicken adobo (adobong manok), fried rice, and broccoli.

Hubby walked in to a great smelling house and a hot, tasty meal… There were probably gifts, but I can’t remember now. What I do remember is that he loved the meal, that I went to bed early as I had an early work day & a 14 hour shift the next day….

Right about now you’re scratching your head and wondering what is so memorable, right?

Well, I hadn’t gotten there yet.

Sometime after 11 pm, hubby came in and woke me up. Said he was having pretty severe abdominal pain and wanted to make sure I was ok. Apparently, he was worried it might have been food poisoning except I’d been sleeping like a baby. So then he narrowed the pain to his lower right side.

Googling his symptoms, I realized it could be his appendix. He was scared, but also worried about me and work. So I talked him into going to the ER alone, making him promise to call me if it turned out to be anything serious. At about 1:30 am, I got the call. He sounded a little terrified.

Him: Lovey, they told me I have a necrotic appendix.

Me: Oh no!

Him: Can you come here? They told me I need surgery. I tried to ask if they could write me a prescription to slow it down in the meantime so I could call a doctor and schedule it.

Me: (choking back a chuckle) Yeah. Pretty sure that’s not gonna happen.

Him: Nope, but it was worth a shot. They told me they didn’t think I understood. The ambulance is on the way now to take me to surgery. Can you come, please?

Me: I’m on my way.

Him: I can’t believe you poisoned me for Valentines Day.

Me: I did not. And stop saying that or there may be people who believe you or at least start to wonder. I’m on my way.

And that’s how I found myself in the emergency room on the 15th, calling out from my job, calling friends to walk my dogs during the day, and headed for the hospital to be with my husband.

So, yeah, my most Memorable Moment had everything to do with the ‘For Better or Worse, In Sickness and in Health’ part of our vows. Those moments mean more than any random superficial stereotypes. And that he hadn’t lost his sense of humor, even through his fear and pain? That just shows I married a badass.

So tell me about your most memorable Valentine’s Day. Did it embody any part of the wedding vow? Or are you an non-believer, feeling this only lines Hallmark’s pockets with gold?

6 thoughts on “Make It Memorable; Love’s Many Faces

  1. Rhonda says:

    Great story Kitt…and good on your hubby for managing the chuckle moments. Glad it all worked out for him…a busted appendix is serious biz!!
    I used to look forward to holidays and special occasions, but since hubby’s been in retail management for the last 25 years, I’ve learned to mostly ignore them. Most people sympathize with docs and nurses and cops and 1st responders around holiday times because they are at work or on call…but no one ever mentions the people behind the counter at the 7/11 so you can have that ‘need it or die’ soda pop. Or the guy loading your ‘must have’ bag of driveway salt at the hardware store cuz it just might snow next week. And how about the lone worker at the local drugstore…there ‘just in case of an emergency’ even though there’s not a pharmacist to be found because they always get these days off…so all he sells that day is a magazine or a pack of gum to the bored shopper with no other plans.
    So when V-day comes around, and my hubby is coming home from a 14 hour shift when something on the radio reminds him of what day it is…and he runs into the 7/11 to buy that cheesy, foil-wrapped, single rose on a stick because it’s all he can do at that point…I accept it with love and appreciation for his thinking of me and I give him the same love-filled smile he’d have received had it been a dozen, fresh cut, long stemmed.
    Any day he comes home still loving life and loving me (especially after 36 years) is a special day…so holidays and special occasions are great for some, but I’ll take every day…all day 🙂
    Cheesy? You betcha! And I love it!

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  2. Sara says:

    I’m not sure anyone can top your story, Kitt! That is definitely a memorable holiday.

    We’ve been together since 1999 and the gifts have definitely slowed down. My husband was much more creative in the beginning. He made me a metal bed our first Valentine’s Day since I was tired of our mattresses being on the floor. We were both in graduate school so we didn’t have much money, but he made a bed in his metalworking area and snuck it in the house. We still use that bed frame. Now he shows his love by helping around the house sometimes.

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