Good morning, it's great to stay up late
MDH staggered through the door at 8:30am this morning, after a very very long night on call.
He's been doing a whole week of night duty at the Emergency department and it always knocks him out. Worst of all, canteens are shut at night, so he doesn't get to eat during his 12 hour shift (not that he'll have any time to stop for a meal anyway).
I'm not usually at home when he gets back from work, but it's a weekend, and I'm not working this Saturday.
So I made him a nice big breakfast - buttery scrambled eggs on toast and juicy grilled sausages. For my poor worn-out MDH. I don't often get a chance to pamper him like this.
He gave me a weak smile, a kiss and a cuddle before heading off to bed. He's now fast sleep, wrapped up under the covers emitting rumbling noises.
We do work hard for our money.