My wonderful husband has been sick for what feels like an eternity.
I know that in reality it has only been about 2 1/2 weeks. Okay really he was well enough to work out on Saturday and Sunday after taking 2 weeks of to get over his cold. I thought I had been lucky and both Monkey and I had missed out on this round of yuck until Friday night when both of our noses started running like faucets. My runny nose has now turned into a stuffy yet runny nose, sore throat and, exhaustion.
He was fine all day yesterday and this morning.
At around 10:00am when I talked with him on the phone this morning he let me know that he was feeling sick again and by the time he got home he developed a full blown Man Cold.
- runny nose
- it hurts him to talk (to me)
- complete exhaustion (since he knew I have been feeling ill too he suggested that we order out tonight for fear that I might be too sick to make dinner and then he’d have to make something.)
- whining and my favorite:
- disregard for the fact that I am sick too.
So with Luke sick and Monkey sick I guess I just don’t have time to be sick.
What the Hell!?! Mommy’s always get the short end of the stick. It’s not like I wanted to be sick, but now I get to be sick and still take care of everything/everyone. (or in other words pretend like I feel fine).
Now if you’ll excuse me I better go check on my sick husband because according to the Urban Dictionary, Man Colds can be fatal.