Poor boy.

I had to share this because I found it rather amusing.

Yesterday I had a headache through work and so I went home and took a nap but when I woke up I still had it. I didn't want to miss karate class because I had missed it the day before so I headed to the studio (with a headache). As soon as I got there Jason came over and asked me what was wrong. I told him I wasn't feeling well and without a pause he said "Do I need to take you to the hospital?!" and he sounded horribly worried. The poor kid, in the few months we've been together he has taken me to urgent care twice and spent the night with me in the hospital. Apparently the experience has been quite tramatizing because now everytime I don't feel well he begins to panick.

Oops...my bad.