To have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish always.

I have contemplated this commitment all weekend after my husband’s fall down the slick, heavy metal subway staircase last week.

I did not realize that “hold” included full time devotion to keeping your partner upright or holding on for the trip to the bathroom or holding him up to feed him the just prepared in your own kitchen meal and not dutifully delivered by Door Dash.

My conclusion is that I need to pass on before my husband because I am not cut out to be a full time caretaker.

I think I missed the opportunity to sign us up for long term healthcare insurance.

Believe me I am committed to our vows and I am overwhelmingly sympathetic to his situation, but bathing, administering meds, cooking, cleaning, laundry, full time dog walking is tolerable in short term doses, but I am not built for the until death do us part section of the service.

I thought trump and fires would diminish me, but this new situation has left me not “hopelessly devoted to him.”

My feet hurt from active duty and no is not my favorite word.

I DO anxiously await the return of the for better component of the ceremony so that I can, once again, be fully devoted to the love and cherish portion of our vows along with the good health commitment and as a side bar I do have a predilection for the richer chorus.

I DO eagerly await healing and turbulence free blue skies because I DO love and adore my injured husband.