"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know"? Earnest Hemingway
Last night, we hit a milestone in our relationship, we decided to sleep together. Now get your mind out the gutter, I'm not talking about that kind of sleep, I'm talking about the restful slumber kind of sleep. I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
He is over six feet tall and has a extra long twin bed. And it's a specific kind of bed to accommodate him and his injury. Injury. Yes, not a recent injury though. This injury is twenty years old but it stares at us in the face daily. He has a spinal cord injury from an automobile accident. His injury affects his arms, chest and legs, hence the need for the unique bed.
Anyway, we positioned him in a way that I could get maximum space, which wasn't much space at all. I started sleeping with my head on his chest and his arm was behind my head. I liked sleeping like that, I could hear his heart beat. But he had to check every once and a while to make sure he had circulation in his arm. At some point in the night I ended up with my head facing the opposite direction of his and my feet in his face. Along with this awkward positioning I had a creek in my neck. At a certain point i began to wonder what time it was and I looked at the clock, it was already six a.m. We had made it though the night together. So now I have a stiff neck, and a smile on my face what a cozy night.
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