I’ve been home from the hospital since Wednesday afternoon. In this time, I’ve been held out of the kitchen by Hal, prevented from doing almost anything on my own, and forbidden to leave the apartment. Hal is doing these things for my own good, I know it. But still, I feel as if I’m taking advantage of him. I know that he doesn’t want me getting sick again, and that is his main concern.
Hal took an Uber to the store this morning, so I used that time to sneak into the kitchen. All I did was remove 4 frozen pork chops from the freezer and set them in a container for thawing overnight. When Hal came home and saw them, it was like he was the prison warden finding an escape tunnel being dug under his nose! He wasn’t mad, but t I was questioned at length about what I had done, and what my plans were.
I told him that I have no other plans for those pork chops other than for them to thaw out. Tonight or tomorrow morning, I will make up some marinate sauce to let them soak, but again I won’t actually be cooking them. I will let Hal cook those marinated pork chops tomorrow afternoon or evening. Nothing major, 10 minutes per side for National they are all done. It won’t take more than an hour for Hal to cook them, and the only effort is turning them over every 10 minutes.
I’m not going to do anything to ruin what Hal is doing for me. He has shown me such love, and I want to repay him in kind. I won’t violate his trust in me, nor will I abuse that trust. I want him to remain in charge of things because his head is clear. He doesn’t face any pressure to get something done to please anyone else. His motives are pure. I must keep mine that way as well.