Since the start of this most recent swelling/allergy problem, I’ve received three different compliments from three different people who are not my wife.
The day my face swelled up, Cary’s cousin remarked how I was still cute even with swollen lips. Maybe that was a sympathy compliment, but it was nice of her.
The night (well, early morning) I was in the emergency room, the nurses who were looking after me said that I was the nicest patient they had seen in a long time. I guess I can see how dealing with people at the ER can be rough; people who are in pain tend to be cranky. I try not to rock the boat. The nurses and doctors were nice to me, so why not be nice to them?
This morning, after the nurse at the allergy clinic finally decided that my condition wasn’t just my imagination, I went to the clinic to have some blood drawn, and the nurse who took my blood commented on how I had “beautiful veins”. Of course that just means that my pasty, translucent white skin just made it that much easier for her to find my veins, but it still counts as a compliment. I guess.