My FI is the most caring man.
Not only did he wait on my hand and foot after the accident and he cooks all our meals and often times makes my lunch and puts a love note in it.
But one thing stands out.
When we got home from the hospital 16 hours after the accident, I was covered in dried blood and it had my hair in all ratsnests and clumps it was a mess. He drew me a bath, bathed me and helped me wash my hair with a cup since I could not get the facial bandages wet. Then he brushed out all the snarels so gently and wanted to blow dry my hair but I told him to forget it. He did all this after being up for more than 26 hours straight.