I was violently shaken awake this morning by my husband. He’s on call at the hospital and had an emergent case. It was still dark outside. I thought he was going to tell me he loved me on his way out. Instead he hissed, “Luka got traded to the Lakers. I freaking HATE the NBA right now… (insert rant)” He didn’t kiss me goodbye, didn’t say he loved me, didn’t even turn the lights off after he left. The only texts he has sent today are angry ramblings about Luka. This trade affects me too! 😭😂