"In sickness and in health" used to be my very favorite part of our wedding vows.
Maybe it was because I'd never been really sick, or maybe because I could count on one hand the number of times I'd seen a doctor for anything but a regular checkup. I've generally been a pretty healthy girl--I've never even so much as broken a bone or chipped a tooth. So the idea of this magical guy promising to hold a cold washcloth to my forehead and massage my feet as I lay home in bed sick seemed like this lovely, romantic idea to me. After all, every princess needs a prince to take care of her. [...]
