Thanksgiving Day Gratefuls in Another Open Diary refugee

It's Thanksgiving... am I grateful? I guess I am... I'm super grateful that the asthma attack I had last night and this morning was treatable at home and I didn't have to spend Thanksgiving morning in the ER! I'm grateful that we didn't have any grand plans or commitments today to be spoiled by my not being well... And I'm incredibly grateful that my Love cares about me more than about what was 'supposed' to happen today. I was very tired this morning because I lost nearly two hours sleep to the asthma (I had to sit up and wait for the meds to work and by the time they had I was wide awake...) and he wanted me to lay around and rest all day if I needed to and not worry about cooking. I felt better by lunchtime and I got a shower and made our meal and even though it wasn't perfect, he said it turned out DELICIOUS... I'd be even more grateful if this was the end of my asthma (hint hint). I've had to use my inhaler multiple times four days out of the last week and I'm so over it! But it's not the end of the world... even though I'm downright sick of dragging my bad leg, I'm grateful that I can walk on my own two feet and I can get up and down the stairs so I'm not stuck in the apartment forever... I'm grateful that I have a sturdy cane to help me, and that I don't need a walker or a wheelchair. And I'm grateful for electric scooters in the grocery store so I can get the groceries by myself, and for the lovely staff at Publix who will go out of their way to help you if you need them to, and who always load my groceries into the car for me. And I'm grateful that my health issues, however frustrating and awkward and uncomfortable and unpredictable they may be, could be WAY worse... everything I have wrong with me is on the very mild end of the scale. I'm grateful for hot water to soothe the aches and pains, and for tramadol to take them away so I can do more than I could without it... I'm grateful for a warm bed and a roof over my head... and I'm grateful for my wonderful loving husband who sees things in me that I can't see in myself, who wants nothing but the best for me, and who loves me whatever happens. I know I've already said it but it can't be said enough... John Gory, I love you and you are the best thing to ever happen to me. Thank you for sharing my life darling... I hope we have too many more years of holidays together to count.