I’m pacing the apartment drinking mint tea try to pass gas and Lou is lying by the window on the couch taking selfies.
Me: Are you seriously taking selfies while I’m dying slowly here?
Lou: (laughs) You’re not dying.
Me: But what if I am? I’m in so much pain and you’re lying there taking selfies.
Lou: Trust me, you’re not dying... but is there anything I can say to make you feel better? Poor lynne, are you ok?
Me: Well that’d be a start...
Lou: Should I record something on a loop for you, and play it back over and over?
Me: Well, that might help.
Lou: And what should I say?
Me: How about you’re not dying, and you look great in your underwear?
Lou: Well, I’m not gonna lie to you, but you’re not dying.
Me: (holding my belly trying desperately not to laugh)
Lou: See? This is why I’m lying here quietly minding my own business. Whenever I try to comfort you I make you laugh and you told me I’m not allowed to make you laugh. #storiesofahysterectomy #louandlynne #recovery101 #toronto