For those men not married to nurses let me explain. When you are married to a sweet sweet nurse. You are married to a nosy busy body who has herself married her personal guinea pig for every diet, health pill, exercise, and whatever else I forgot to mention on the earth.
And they have learned to be tough when it comes to non-compliant patients.
Since I eventually sleep and am quite vulnerable during that time, keeping the peace with my dear dear nurse is in my best interest.
The correct answer is yes dear.
One year, I purchased UNauthorized boxes of thin mints which was against my dear dear Nurse Ratchet’s instructions. She proceeded to hide those thin mints all over the RV so that I wouldn’t find them and go through them too fast.
One day I opened a cabinet and angels sang and a light from heaven shown on that beautiful silver sleeve of delightful goodness.
I yelled loudly “I found them and you can stop me. I’m going to eat the whole darned thing RIGHT now. Har har har har (think pirate laugh).
As my daughter, son, and wife watched me I grabbed the silver sleeve of delight and with reckless abandon I tore open…
… the refrigerator filter.
I get to hear about this once a year now. It may end up on my tombstone.