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s/o Man "flu"

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When H and I drove North to WI in October for a Marathon, and he was coming down with a cold the day before and was still suffering from the effects the day after the Marathon.  I wanted to drive to a city in MN and stay overnight and enjoy our mini vacation.  H was all "I'm sick and want to go home and work on the house".  Okay...sounds fun?  So we did that---those mostly relaxed after we got home, he just wanted to be home because he wasn't feeling well. 

Fastforward to November when *I'm* sick and we're flying to Las Vegas, where I feel the worst on Friday after arriving and then suck it up after I was told that I was "fun hating".  We walked nearly 7-8 miles on Saturday after arriving, and then I ran a Marathon on Sunday and walked 11+ miles on Monday.  While sick. 

Hmmm....


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  • HeffalumpHeffalump member
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    Ha, last night DH said "I remember when you were sick last month [note:  with an actual fever, as in three digits] and I didn't do half this for you.  Now I feel like a heel."  It's a combination:  I'm a way better caretaker than he is, but I'm also better at soldiering on.  The day I was home with that fever, DH had an early meeting, so I still got DD on the bus, then drove DS to DC.  (Then came home, put Gilmore Girls on Netflix, and passed out for 4 hrs.)  DH was going to try to take over dinner, but the kids were hungry before he got home so I ended up feeding them.  But nothing fancy, I think it was leftover spaghetti or something.  You do what you need to do, but I will grant that once the kids were fed and clean and put to bed, no one was bringing me tea, and I had to take my own damn temp.  ;)
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  • PMeg819PMeg819 member
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    So when I had my foot accident and I went to the ER, I called DH on the way. I was on the verge of passing out- it hurt, my toe was all a mess. On the phone, DH goes "I don't know why you are going there, what are they really doing to do there for you?"

    I was like wait, STOP. Did you just say that?

    I don't know, maybe they can give me antibiotics, clean it up, see if my foot is broken. You know, because I just had a dirty, huge, heavy Home Depot cart smash my foot.

    I still give him hell about it. Shit, I cut the top of my foot open and had 12 stitches. I drove myself to the ER for that. And dropped DS off at daycare on the way.

    His allergies are acting up and the amount of whining is enormous.
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  • 0Face0Face member
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    *side-eye at Mr. Pmeg*  Wow, I'm surprised you didn't leave razor blades in his pillowcase.   Because I'd have been tempted.
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  • PMeg819PMeg819 member
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    I ripped him a new one. He felt really, really bad after all of that and when I was home that night, waited on me hand and foot.

    The stitches one he got a pass on because after the fact, he did tell me that he passed out cleaning the kitchen from the blood on the floor. Poor guy does not hand blood well.
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