Love is in the air

I'm sick.
Not a good thing at all since I can't take medication now.
And now I can't sleep...

I often feel that I receive more love than give out... I was in bed sneezing and blowing my nose all day. My husband came back and saw all the tissue on the floor..."what's this?" I told him that I will clean up after I get well ( yes I'm a lazy bum, if I need only clean once, why do it twice?). He didn't say anything and picked up all the tissue filled with my dirty mucus which is full of virus...