This flu has been brutal. I feel I’m about 80% of capacity, but now BP has it. What is it about men that makes them awful patients? It’s like he’s the only person who’s been sick. “I must have it worse than you did, Puddin.” Umm. Noo. I just have to do some things so I dragged myself up a few hours to get them accomplished.
I made the mistake of giving him this little bell to ring when he needed something. Last night he slept in our bed and I slept on the couch—for a few reasons: 1. I didn’t want to try to sleep with his feverish, sweaty body tossing and turning all night. 2. I was still coughing a lot and didn’t want to wake him up.
By the third time he’d rang that damned bell in the middle of the night, I wanted to shove it up his ass or cram it down his throat. “Puddin, can I have some cold water?” “I need a straw.” “It’s time for my cough medicine.” “I think I need another flu pill.” “Would you run this washcloth under cold water, it’s too hot.” “I feel awful.”
Throughout the night I was worried that we'd have some kind of emergency (a fire . . a robber . . .an earthquake . . .) and I'd have to try and haul BP's sick ass outside. Thank God nothing like that happened.
I didn’t even hear the alarm this morning and overslept and was late for work. Work today was more than pleasant when I realized that the alternative was to answer that damned bell all day.
Anyway, BP is slightly better because today he’s eaten two popsicles (“Do we have any of the red ones left?”), a small hunk of French bread, an over-medium egg (“with just a tiny bit of salt and a medium amount of black pepper, Puddin”), a blueberry muffin and two Saltines. He’s also had lots of water and an orange Gatorade.
Please cross your fingers that LP doesn’t get it. Thank you.
8 comments:
that is why men do not give birth. we would kill them before they delivered.
giant babies. everyone of them.
Now, imagine if he'd had some sort of surgery and needed weeks to recover. That's right. Just imagine it.
Emma, Knowing men, why on earth would you give one a bell? Could you not predict seconds after he rang for he first time, that you would to shove it up his arse? - blu
Even with all the fuss and extra work, it is still better that he has someone there to help him when he is that sick. On the rare instances when I get really really sick, it has scared me that there is no one here to look after me. But it's interesting how I always find a way to take care of myself, and so would BP if he had to.
You're such a sweetheart for helping BP. I hope LP doesn't get it, either.
Poor men. We are mean to them sometimes.
blu,
I was still weak with the flu and not functioning right.
schell,
I thought of Poor You when I wrote this!
Emma - Check your e-mail, I sent you something. -blu
i now do very little for my guy when he's sick except to ask him "did you take something?" and to add "you need to go to bed."
when the baby was a few weeks old he got some sort of illness and gave it to me and it was awful. i was ill and he wanted me to somehow magically make him better and then i had to care for the baby and pray she didn't get ill. it was horrible, i still have nightmares.
after that i told him that until she's older, he's got to take care of himself. i'll take care of the baby by myself so he can sleep extra, but that's about all he gets out of me.
jilly
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