My husband does the laundry in our house.\u00a0 It works for us.\u00a0 Back before I met the hubs, my idea of doing the laundry was to let the dirty clothes pile up until I had absolutely nothing to wear.\u00a0 Then I would stuff the clothes into the washer, and sometimes they would make it into the dryer the same day, sometimes it was the next day.\u00a0 Then I would go to the dryer each day to pull out an outfit.<\/p>\n
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The hubs likes his clothes folded and on hangers in the closet.\u00a0 Go figure.<\/p>\n
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So he has become accomplished in the wonders of washing.<\/p>\n
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Why is this significant?\u00a0 Let me explain.<\/p>\n
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I have become an expert in wound care in the last two and a half years.\u00a0 I spent nine months caring for an open wound after my lymph node dissection, and I’ve been treating a fat necrosis for the last month and a half after my breast reduction.\u00a0 What does this all mean?<\/p>\n
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Blood.\u00a0 Lots of blood.<\/p>\n
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I clean, I bandage, I add padding.\u00a0 Somehow, I always bleed on my bras.\u00a0 I don’t even think about it anymore.\u00a0 \u00a0When I see it, I just change clothes.\u00a0 Looking at my own guts?\u00a0 Nothing to it.<\/p>\n
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This all led up to this conversation last week:<\/p>\n
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Hubs: Why is this bra on the side of the hamper?<\/p>\n
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Me: There is a large bloodstain on it, I just wanted to make sure you saw it.<\/p>\n
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Hubs: No biggie, I ALWAYS check all your white clothes for bloodstains.<\/p>\n
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Me: <Facepalm><\/p>\n
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This, my friends, is real marriage.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"