A Dozen Roses and a Steak

"Let's go get a steak," he said.

"You're crazy," she responded with a touch of horror in her voice.

"Seriously! I really need a steak.  The food is horrible here."

He then gave her the most lugubrious look he could muster, almost achieving puppy dog eyes.

She sighed. "Fine.  I'll go get the car."

They were newlyweds still and she hadn't the heart to say no to his every want.

The lights were glaring, as hospital lights always are, especially at night.

He had just had a total hip replacement two days earlier.  But, if he wanted a steak, a steak he shall have.

She was a bundle of anxiety as she helped him into the van.  Never before had it seemed so tall.

This was a bad idea and she fully knew it.

Once she had him buckled in, off they went in search of a steakhouse.

Who knew there wasn't a single steakhouse in the region.  That did baffle her a bit.

After an hour and a half or so of driving, they went through the drive-through of a Taco Bell and he decided that it was time to go back.

As she pulled up to the hospital, her nerves were a bundle of foreboding, angst, and disquiet.

How was she going to help him safely out of the van?  She still doesn't remember quite how it was achieved, let alone without injuring him.

She didn't relax until she had him safely ensconced back in his room and tucked in for the night.

On her way back to the van, she stopped and got a beautiful floral arrangement of a dozen roses for his mother.  Then she wept with gratitude that there were no steakhouses.

Comments

  1. Misadventure In BloggingJuly 12, 2017 at 6:14 PM

    A sad and somewhat unsettling story!

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  2. Kelly(Mom of 6)July 12, 2017 at 10:40 PM

    Would it help to know we were laughing about it 22 years later?

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  3. Misadventure In BloggingJuly 13, 2017 at 12:53 PM

    Yes, it would!  To me, it was a dark story and very similar to one I had with my mother.  Thanks for sharing that happy ending.

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