Sweetie earned the title of Silly Boy today in a phone conversation we had about my PIO injections. Ever since I have been doing them, he keeps me company in the bedroom. Originally, he was there in case of some dire emergency where I was unable or unwilling to go through with the final poke. Now he's just there because it's nice to have him with me and we get to catch up on things while I poke myself. He also helps me keep track of which side's night it is - left or right?
Here's how the conversation went:
Me: I can't remember if it's a left night or a right night.
Sweetie: Well, obviously neither side can be hurting that much anymore if you can't remember which side it is.
Me: They both hurt! That's why I can't remember!