tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621545773894720962.post4811459119457952472..comments2023-10-31T05:29:09.268-07:00Comments on Waiting for ships to come in...: "Do you have someone with you?"Jennifer Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345054387820307516noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621545773894720962.post-61986284968699424872008-11-20T12:45:00.000-08:002008-11-20T12:45:00.000-08:00I know what you mean! I crashed my four-wheeler t...I know what you mean! I crashed my four-wheeler two weeks ago, and was promptly sent to the ER by my doctor. I HATE going to the hospital. I waited for 4 hours, endured x-rays of my whole body, a CT scan, and being poked and prodded on the more than foot long bruises on my leg... All without the husband. I NEVER cry, but alone in the tiny room, over hearing the nurse talk about possible Offroadjeepgrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10808683547587487771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7621545773894720962.post-17978362964127839792008-11-05T19:12:00.000-08:002008-11-05T19:12:00.000-08:00Oh Amber I have/had those same moments when people...Oh Amber I have/had those same moments when people ask where my "husband" is for doctor's appointments and social situations and even just running errands. It's a lonely feeling. On the very very bright side, you have people who love you and support you there until Stuart comes home, and that is one very reassuring feeling. Plus, I'm definitely here to lend an ear long distance whenever you need Flohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04463014471743592315noreply@blogger.com