EYE OF THE BEHOLDER

My husband was just coming out of anesthesia after a series
of tests in the hospital, and I was sitting at his bedside.
His eyes fluttered open, and he murmured, "You're beautiful."

Flattered, I continued my vigil while he drifted back to sleep.
Later he woke up and said, "You're cute."

"What happened to 'beautiful'?" I asked him.

"The drugs are wearing off," he replied.