Together time

I can't think of the last time, (besides on vacations this summer), Steve, and I had more than 24 hours together. Crazy, yes. He's been working hard so we could get a little ahead and also so that he could support me while I've been at home, looking for and waiting to start up my jobs...that I now, thankfully, have 2 of.
Anyway, the other day he had called me while he was at work and with a torn down and broken, sad little boy voice said he was watching the guys at work play volleyball, while he sat it out. He told me that about a week before while he was lifting a patient in to the ambulance on the stretcher, he heard his knee pop really loud. Then it started giving him a bit of pain. (He didn't say a word about it to me, though... I'm learning everyday how much of a non-complainer he is, -opposites do attract :)) So now, a week later while he was playing volleyball, he had landed on it funny or something and the pain got even worse. With another 1/2 day of work at the fire station to go (filling in for someone), he toughed it out and then came home for the next day and a half. We had 36 hours together!!! I tell you what, practically all of those 36 hours together we were absolute bums- and we loved every minute of it:) (He had done some research online and pinned it down to believing he had perhaps a bit of a torn ACL.) Aside from the consistent icing his knee we had to keep track of, we did what felt like absolutely nothing!!! We did do a lot of blog stalking, face booking, napping, playing chess, talking, reading and just laying in bed staring at the ceiling. And no, I wasn't hurt at all. I just wanted to be with my husband :) It was so great.