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December 2nd, 2017

My Prince

Yesterday I asked Rod to pick me up at 10.30 to collect my ironing, go to the Post Office to collect a delivery and drop me of for my nail appointment, and he said he would.

At 1am I suddenly remembered my nails were 10, not 11, and could he come at 9.30?

Instead he came over and stayed.

At 3am, when my calf popped again, and I was rolling around screaming and crying, he was the one holding me and saying, don't panic, I'm here.

Off we went this morning, parcel had not been redirected, so I asked him if he would drive to the main office whilst I had my nails done, which he did.

By sheer coincidence, on his way back, I was on a street corner waiting for a taxi, so he gave me a lift home too.

Very much my knight in shinning armour.

My calf is absolutely dire, I can walk for no more than 2-3 minutes, painfully slowly. However, I am mentally in a much better place due to his care and help.

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maitressep
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