I met my bf in Sept. 2006 at our school-we are both teachers and he was new to the school. I remember seeing him in the halls and my first impression/thought being, "Whooo is THAT?" as he is quite attractive and its not usual to see attractive men at school! (haha sorry guys!) We are both very friendly and were talking regularly within days. He would stop and talk to me outside my classroom door almost every morning. We had so much in common and always made each other laugh. We were both in other relationships at the time, but I remember looking forward to his morning visits and getting that butterfly-in-the-stomach feeling right before. He has had a lot of med. problems and would miss several days of school and because we weren't close enough to discuss these issues, I didn't know but I remember feeling disappointed when my day didn't start with a chat with him. I'd check out the front windows sometimes to see if maybe he had just gotten there late for the chance to still say hi! It wasn't long before my friends, family, my then bf and I knew-I HAD A CRUSH! (Yes, the ex even accused me b/c apparently I spoke too often of my new friend...)
Anywho-we found ourselves both single this Fall. We both started "testing" the waters, inviting each other here or there, trying to get the chance to hang out outside of school. And we did get together but often with other people too. The last day of school before Christmas break, we went to a school happy hour and everyone left after an hour or two...we stayed for EIGHT. Finally alone and able to really talk, neither one of us wanted to go home. He made me laugh so much and I suspect I started falling in love that night. We went on a date a week later after I returned from the holidays with my family. The day after our date, he ended up going to the ER with a pressure sore that had developed a MRSA infection. He had two surgeries, the first on New Year's Eve
He was in the hospital for 17 days, and bed rest for months. We talked all the time and I visited often. We had our first kiss in the hospital! It would break my heart to leave at the end of visiting hours and would often cry on the way to my car once safely outside the hospital. It made him sad too b/c I would not make it to my car before he sent me a sweet, sexy or just grateful txt message. Anyway, so one night when leaving the hospital, I couldn't hold back anymore and planted a lil kiss on him and hurried out. There is NO doubt either one of us will ever forget that night.
We've been together 8 months, although known each other for almost 2 yrs. but sometimes it feels like forever. I've never laughed so much or had so much fun with anyone if my life-yes, even when a lot of the time was on bedrest or restrictions of some kind. I love the way he makes me pee my pants and how much fun with have together, how loving and committed he is to all of his friends and family and now me. He makes me feel like the most special person in the world and I know I do make him feel that way too.
He is back on bedrest after an ishial flap surgery, and I miss him dearly. I had gotten very used to spending a lot of time together and mostly waking up next to each other. But I am optimistic and know he will be well again soon and look forward to all the memories we have yet to make!
Edited by Meredith, 30 July 2008 - 10:55 PM.
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