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Why is it when men get 'sick' the world stops? If me or Connor show the slightest sign of a cold, OH has to get it. But worse, and is incapable of doing anything. Connor got sick the other day, then OH started moaning "oh i dont feel well". Mine started mine on Tues, my first session of police training. I only moaned when i got home because i'd been sniffing for 3 hours(i'd left my bloody tisues in the car!) and my head hurt because it was full of snot and about to explode!
I changed the bed sheets on wednesday, it left me exhaused and puffed out. When OH got home from work i asked if he could put the new ones on as i felt a bit poo. "Yeah i'l do that" he said. When i went to bed at 22.30 i made the bed, then collapsed onto it.
Today, i cleaned out all 3 cages for the animals. I would've liked a lift to the pet shop(i needed hay) as i still feel a bit ruff. I hint at this, "I'm getting a migrane" he moans. So, off i wander to pick that up.
Take the little one up to bed(after lots of rough playing) and i get "mummy can read", i ask "why"?, "i've still got a bit of a migrane" he says. Well i've got a headache too because i've been coughing my lungs up all day!
Grrrr, bloody men!
Good job there's chocolate in the fridge, and pain killers in the cupboard.
I changed the bed sheets on wednesday, it left me exhaused and puffed out. When OH got home from work i asked if he could put the new ones on as i felt a bit poo. "Yeah i'l do that" he said. When i went to bed at 22.30 i made the bed, then collapsed onto it.
Today, i cleaned out all 3 cages for the animals. I would've liked a lift to the pet shop(i needed hay) as i still feel a bit ruff. I hint at this, "I'm getting a migrane" he moans. So, off i wander to pick that up.
Take the little one up to bed(after lots of rough playing) and i get "mummy can read", i ask "why"?, "i've still got a bit of a migrane" he says. Well i've got a headache too because i've been coughing my lungs up all day!
Grrrr, bloody men!
Good job there's chocolate in the fridge, and pain killers in the cupboard.