Tyler
A week has passed and Dallas has been healing nicely. She is up and out of the hospital bed and on way less medication. She is sleeping less and is a functioning person again. Although they brought in another bed for me to sleep in every night, Dallas makes me sleep in bed with her. It is a small bed, might I add, and I am uncomfortable, but I sleep in it because that makes her happy. She cuddles up next to me. She claims to always be cold and she says I am so warm and it helps her sleep. She calls me her personal heater. It isn't the first time she has said that. After her mom died and when she was pregnant, that came up often as well. She always said she needed to cuddle, and that I was her safe place, and I plan on being that forever. She says I am like a cave that she can stay i
