"i'll go get it"

I have been "imprisoned" on the 2nd floor of the house for
the past 3 days now. No stairs for mommy! No sir! (or m'am)
It's not too bad..I have a laptop with wireless that I can
use from the comfort of my ... BED, have a computer in the
next room with a comfortable chair, have a TV, and a stereo.
And some books to read. This is all for mommy's mental
entertainment, because while Andreas does not require
any sort of "maintenance" =), mommy needs to do something
non-physical too. I must admit though, that I started being
able to move much much better. Considering that 3 days
ago I collapsed on the floor (though I was not in too much
pain since I was "under the influence" of pain medication),
daddy's suggestion that I stay upstairs was a smart one.
This also meant that I get: meals in bed, any snacks I want,
cold water on demand... and so on. Mommy is very happy to
have daddy. So yesterday, early morning, I was talking
to daddy, who was kind of 70% asleep. I said something, and
he gave me a very unrelated response "Oh, I'll go get it"...I
started laughing so hard, I couldn't stop. He started laughing
too, and eventually woke up. Poor daddy, he is automatically
programmed that "he has to go down the stairs and get
whatever I need". What a wonderful daddy and hubby...