Sweet Serendipity

Sweet Glasgow (Part 3: Em)

Ch1: Sweet Glasgow   (part 3: Em)

          I hate it when she tenses up like that. It leaves me powerless and only thing I can do to help her is be there for her.  And hold her till she realizes that I am never leaving her side, no matter what.

          Just remembering how horrible and hopeless we were when we first found out still makes me sick to my stomach.  All I want to know from today’s visit is if I have another chance to renew our lifelong commitment to each other again.  As a little tradition, every year we celebrate our anniversary by writing new vows to each other and saying them at the very place we first met.  For some reason I think the universe is going be on our side and give us really good news. I most definitely have a good gut feeling about this.

          Over the last couple of weeks I noticed how strong and healthy AJ has become.  She really was responding well to the new treatments.  I think more so than both Dr. Barker and I even imagined possible.  We all knew the risks going in and I’m just overjoyed that AJ is responding extremely well to the trials. Now I just need Dr. B to confirm what I’ve been witnessing all this time.

          We already did the necessary tests the week before and we just need to go back for the results. I knew AJ was nervous about the results but I didn’t know how much until she froze up in my arms just now.  But I am glad now that she has relaxed a bit and trying to nuzzle me back to bed.

          “Come on hun, you have to get ready.” I said reluctantly pulling away.

          I walked to the closed and opened the double doors to AJ’s grand collection of outfits. I felt her coming up behind me and stopping my right hand from picking her green top for her.

          “Em, I know you love me but please promise me you will never try to dress me up.  Don’t you remember what happened last time?”

          What just popped into my head brought a smile to my face and I turned around to face her with a look that said “babe, if you don’t step away

from my clothes you are going to wish that you didn’t wake me up this morning.”

          “Sorry, baby love. I promise I’ll never do that to you again. But just to let you know you should’ve known better than to play that drinking game with me then. And you would never have been woken up with anything like that again.” I said while placing my hands on her shoulders.

          I remembered how smashed we both were at that time. But I still can’t remember how I managed to dress her in that hideous outfit back in Uni. I always had a feeling that it was her who did that to herself in her drunken haze. But I was so out of it the next morning I admitted to dressing her up when she started to freak out in her dorm room.  Till this day I have no clue about how she got to that state.