Friend: So he really proposed to you?
Me: Yeah, in the hospital.
Friend: So romantic.
Me: I know. Even before I got my diagnosis, as I was lying there gasping for breath, he told me later that he thought, “I want to spend the rest of my life with this man.”
Friend: It’s like a made-for-tv movie.
Me: I know.
Friend: Or rather an after-school special.
Friend: So where’s your ring?
Me: Oh, I didn’t get a ring.
Friend: You’re kidding.
Friend: Why not?
Me: He told me, “No hymen, no diamond.”