Day 227 - When My Husband Can Wipe Away the Tears

There truly is no one like my husband who can wipe away my tears.  I had just gotten home from yet another doctors appointment, I believe this to be the 6th appointment in a span of two weeks, and I had just reached my limit of holding it together today.  Each time I see a doctor I hear the same things: lets do more tests, blood work, refer to a specialist, well it could be this or that, and a new one today:  "You don't look well at all, you are not yourself."  Normally I may be a little offended if a doctor said this, especially if  I barely knew them, but this doctor has known me for a few years, so I just nodded my head in agreement.  I am growing weary of having different speculations of what is going on with me each time I leave the office without any answers.  I am tired of feeling the way I do, tired of it getting in the way of life, I am just tired.  As I was explaining what the doctor said today to Josh I just broke down because I simply can not keep going like this and I am tired. And without a beat, Josh was there to hug me and wipe away my tears.   Even though after having my crying session today did not "fix" me, it simply comforted me.  I am so thankful I have my husband by my side every day, to wipe away my tears, and to gently say, "We are in this together, I am here for you." God is so good.  Thankful for my Josh.