Miranda could not believe how well her life had turned out, even if she didn’t remember most of it.  Here she was injured and her husband was taking great care of her when there would have been a time he would have left it up to the staff.  He had gotten her some pain medicine when she cringed and he was always making sure she was comfortable.  Always thinking of her before he thought of himself, even with the incident with Gracie he was trying to protect her.<br/><br/>Miranda was watching the look on Brettly’s face as he was reading her journal and could not help but laugh as he commented about the purple hat.  He had always joked about the purple hat and it had become a joke between them when they would do shopping together when they were out.  “And like I said back then I thought it looked silly on you.  But then I loved the charm bracelet that you bought me, the ones with all our firsts on it.”  Miranda had loved the bracelet because it was all of the things that they had done once they had finally connected with each other.  “It should be in my jewelry box, if it hasn’t gotten lost.”<br/><br/>As she watched him some more she was sure he had reached her questions about the children, but he still was not answering them.  She knew by now that they didn’t have any children even though she didn’t know why and she hoped that one day he would tell her, but she didn’t want to push it.  “But I love to give you compliments Bre; you have been the perfect husband.”  She knew that in the beginning that it was not like that, but has come to learn that he has been that way since his mother’s death.<br/><br/>After he had gotten her the pain medication he helped her into the bathroom for her end of the night ritual.  A couple of weeks ago she had shied away when he first wanted to help her, but because there was no one else she warmed up to the idea fairly quickly.  She could not help but smile as she watched him go through her nightgown drawer trying to decide which one for her to wear.  “You know Bre I bought all of those with you in mind.”  Miranda said with a laugh, “In fact most of them are in your favorite color, just different styles.  So just pick one.”  Miranda lay back on the bed in just her undies patiently waiting.<br/><br/>Once Bre had Miranda ready for bed Mira could not help but kiss him once more and snuggled in close to him placing her head on his chest.  She loved to sleep this close to him so much different than she remembered.  All she could remember was the two of them sleeping far apart of each other and most of the time Brettly would come to bed after she was asleep or he would never come at all.  Before she knew it Miranda was sound asleep and had slept very well this time.  Every once in awhile she had been having nightmares, but had been keeping them to herself not wanting to worry Brettly because they were only dreams after all.<br/><br/>Miranda was not sure how long she had been asleep when she woke up with a start, almost forgetting where she was for a moment.  She always hated when she felt that way.  She laid there for a few moments staring at the ceiling, and then she moved so she was sitting on the side of the bed.  She hated the fact that she had to have help with things like going to the bathroom.  She could move with the walker fairly easily by herself, but they still wanted her to have help.<br/><br/>She reached over and grabbed her journal to look over it just like she had been doing every morning to help her remember things going on.  She read the little note that Brettly had placed in there and for some reason she felt there was more to it than his sperm count.  That just didn’t seem correct to her because she was thinking that there was a time she was pregnant but maybe she was wrong.<br/><br/>Her bladder started to pound a little yelling at her so she placed the book down and grabbed her walker.  She glanced over at Brettly and he was sleeping so soundly so she sighed and then decided against waking him and that she would try to go herself.  The bathroom was not that far and she had her walker, so that was what she did.  She lifted herself up on the walker and noticed that her ankle did not feel that bad so she slowly made her way to the bathroom and finally got into and sat down on the toilet and was glad she made it, but it had been close.<br/><br/>After she was done she got up and washed up and headed back to the bedroom only to find Brettly looking at her giving her that ‘you’re in trouble look’.  “In my defense you were sleeping so soundly I didn’t have the heart to wake you.”  Miranda said with a sweet smile, “I made it ok.”