This evening my spouse and I drank a toast of delicious champagne in beautiful Waterford crystal flutes that we received as wedding gifts last year. The toast was to a year just finished (our first as husband and wife) and to a new year, beginning tomorrow, with just as much joyous fun but, hopefully, a little less drama and better health. Last year at this time, I was so sick that I could barely stand up for our wedding vows. I know I was there. We have pictures to prove it, but two days after the wedding I ended up in the hospital for ten days with acute kidney injury and covid. Three months later, I came out of the brain fog of long covid and and was able to function normally. During all this time my spouse took care of me, while moving all of my belongings from my apartment to our house. No surprise that I call him my Wonder Spouse. So here we are now, on the brink of year two - our anniversary is actually tomorrow - and we are both healthy and excitedly looking forward to taking this next year a day at a time, because what else can you do?
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