Me case con un hombre sabio

(I married a wise man- translation)

This has been a crazy, crazy week, and I am very glad that I married such a wise man.

Secret is out...I bite my fingernails, and at least every other day I seem to be pulling a hang nail. This has occurred for years on end with no problems, (other than driving J crazy).

About a week ago, I pulled a seemingly unimportant hangnail- I'm sure I didn't even think about it at all, until 3-4 days later when my finger started to turn red and swollen. Then I remembered pulling that hang nail. J advised me to pop it or push really hard on it to push the infection out. 3 days of trying that made me no happier, especially as my finger continued to grow more and more infected, tender and swollen.

Then, about 3 days ago, I realized that I was going to need some sort of professional medical attention, and I started to stress out...BIG TIME. A few days before I had been on a walk with C, and we passed a local hospital- talk about scary looking. I thought nothing of it while walking past, other than...

"Wow...I sure hope I never have to go to a hospital here!"

I believe as I reflected on that hospital, my stress level shot through the roof, and left me feeling sick to my stomach (That and the fact that I'd only had sopapillas dinner the night before and breakfast that day). My dear, wise, husband could sense this stress and asked an American colleague for recommendations. He even went by the clinic to try to make me an appointment, and arrived home to tell me he found a 'clean, modern clinic' that I could go to. He even walked back up to the clinic with me to help me stay calm...wise, wise man.

You see, I am the gal that has been known to faint when getting shots, or having blood drawn, or even sitting in an oral surgeon's chair to discuss the possibility of needing to have my wisdom teeth taken out...just a consultation! Did I mention I've fainted when taking other's to the hospital or ER, or the time I got sick while visiting someone else in the hospital...all out of fear! Yes, this is why even thought I said I thought I would be fine to go by myself, my husband made sure I got there okay! You can't have some random woman passed out in downtown Santiago outside a clinic!

Luckily, the appointment went well, I'm currently taking antibiotics and the finger should be back to normal within the week!

Reason #2 J is wise: He found ingredients, or the closest he could find, to one of our favorite meals at home, and we dined with comfort foods!