"It's hard for me to get time off work."
The doctor gave him a stern stare. "Well, James, it's not borderline anymore. You have stage 1 hypertension. Although it is not proven that stress causes long-term high blood pressure, before you woke up, your blood pressure was fine. As soon as you came out of your coma it skyrocketed again. So in this case, I feel like it is related. If you don't make active changes, this is going to become an issue."
"This situation has been stressful. That's all."
"And six years ago? Most people in your physical condition in their early twenties don't have this problem."
James pressed his lips together.
"There are medications we can prescribe to lower..."
"No," he said. "I don't want any medication."
"Then you need to actively pursue a less stressful lifestyle. I'm recommending that you take at least the next two weeks off to fully recover from your splenectomy anyway. And we'll continue to monitor the healing of your lung. Take things slowly. You'll be able to tell when your body can resume normal physical activity. You'll be running again in no time, I'm sure."
"And what about intercourse?" James said without a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
I was mortified.
"As newlyweds, I don't think anything I could say would dissuade you from that," she said and smiled. "But maybe keep it to positions where you exert less effort, though."
Oh my God.
"I'll send the nurse in."
As soon as she walked out I lightly slapped James' shin.
He smiled and slowly put his hands behind his head. "I think reverse cowgirl counts, don't you?"
"What is wrong with you?"
"I'm pretty sure she just said we could do that."
"She also said the nurse was about to come in."
"I stopped listening after that. But maybe that would be good. You always have been excited by the thought of people watching..."
I ignored his last comment. "Well, she also said your blood pressure is too high. That you're too stressed out. I think we need to talk about that."
"I was thinking we should do something besides talk."
I laughed as he pulled me down into his arms.
"I was stressed out when you left me. And I was worried when I woke up. That's it." He put his hand on my cheek. "I'm not stressed out now. I'm sure if she took my blood pressure right now it would be excellent."
"Excellent, huh?"
He pulled my face toward his. "Excellent." His lips gently brushed against mine.
I immediately scooted off the bed when the nurse walked in. I held his hand and looked into his eyes. He didn't even flinchwhen the nurse started to give him his first shot. For a second I wondered if he had ever taken drugs that way. But I didn't really want to know the answer. That was who he used to be.The man in front of me right now is who he truly is.I was optimistic that nothing would get in the way of our future again. I was still worried about how he'd react to hearing about the baby. But I knew he'd eventually be excited. He had to want it.
***
James had fallen asleep early. When he was in his coma, it had been agonizing to watch him. But it wasn't like this. Now he looked peaceful and happy. Whenever I woke up before him, I always asked him what he had been dreaming about. He always said he had been dreaming of me. I knew that couldn't really always be true, but I loved when he said it.
My phone buzzed and I looked down at the screen. I quickly answered it before it buzzed again. "Hey, Tyler."
"Hey. I heard he woke up."