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[charliesmum]

My husband is sick. He says I'm very unsympathetic to him when he is sick, and I am, but it's because he moans around like he's at death's door, and if I pity him too much he'll slip into a coma.

It isn't fair of me, but there you go. He has what Charlie had, only with more whining. He says it's the flu, but as it isn't quite flu season yet, I'm pretty certain it's the viral infection that is going around. The big baby. And then he never goes to the doctor, which pretty much ensures if he has something it's going to get worse and he's going to give it to me and/or Charlie.

I suppose part of my resentment lies in the fact that when I get sick I don't get to lie about all day moaning.

Meanwhile I'm still internally squeeing over my Terry Pratchett encounter yesterday. It was way cool. He put '333' in my Good Omens book. Thought that was funny.

Anyway, off to bring the big baby some Gatorade. More later!

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[charliesmum.livejournal.com]

Gah! We're married to the same guy, I think! :)

And when you were sick I'm sure you didn't have the luxury of sitting around the house watching telly and moaning, right?

[cactus-wren.livejournal.com]

I will admit to taking a nap for an hour on two of the afternoons after he got home because I felt so drained by that time of the day. But I didn't make such a major production out of it like he is.
Good Lord, I just got home from taking the youngest to gymnastics and he slept for most of the time we were gone. Now he's sitting at the kitchen table with his head in his hands, acting like he's two steps from death. AUGH. Of course his mommy is sitting there with him, coddling him - so I don't have to worry about him wanting coddling from me, but I can be irritated that she fawns on him like he's still a child.
I'm going to go workout. I'll just lose my temper if I stay here too long, I think.

[cactus-wren.livejournal.com]

Jeez. I got home from working out at 7:50pm. At that time the girls should have had their lunches packed, their clothes out for tomorrow, and their pajamas on. I came in the door with ten minutes to spare before Survivor started, figuring the girls would want to watch it with me. Except - no clothes out, no lunch packed, no pj's on. Hubby just laying on our bed, looking pathetic, girls running around the house. So I had to get all their school stuff together, etc and so on, and he went to bed at 8pm.
Mind you, when I was so very sick over the summer, feverish and shaking all day (lost five pounds in five days I was so sick), and he was out of town for work, I had to do everything for them, even though I felt like hell. HE couldn't even simply get them ready for bed one night. *sighs* What is it about men?

[charliesmum.livejournal.com]

Seriously! I went to Charlie's back to school night - was gone for an hour and 1/2, I come home and Kris is in bed and Charlie's sitting in his playroom playing video games. Now he's old enough that you don't have to watch him every minute, but he couldn't even sit on the couch while I was gone? What if Charlie needed something.

Men. Big babies. Sigh.

Sorry about you having to do all that stuff. Totally frustrating.

Well, if they died, I guess we'd feel guilty.

[cactus-wren.livejournal.com]

I come home and Kris is in bed and Charlie's sitting in his playroom playing video games.

Holy crap. We are married to the same man!

Well, if they died, I guess we'd feel guilty.

*ponders* .... Alright, maybe a little. ;o)