March 1st is also the anniversary of Rik's surgery to replace his aortic valve. Ten years ago today he received a shiny, new artificial valve.
This was the one time in our marriage where I was the caregiver for an extended period of time. I am sad to say that after a few weeks, the little patience I had would fray. I really didn't understand why Rik tired so easily, and I had already been through treatment for early stage breast cancer. Even my own experience did not prepare me for the tasks of taking care of someone I loved.
And of course only a few months later I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer, and our roles reversed again.
I'm pleased to say that Rik continues to do well. He doesn't like to make a fuss about himself, but I do enjoy celebrating special occasions. So tonight's dinner includes lamb chops, baked sweet potatoes, roasted asparagus, some lovely red wine and one of Rik's favorite desserts: cherry pie, made with the sour cherries I bought last summer and froze until needed for a winter festivity.