No, don't! I don't blame you at all for feeling sorry for yourself. Come on here and whinge (so you don't jeopardise your relationship with her!) and ignore all the grumps on here who always trot out the "you shouldn't expect help, blah, blah, blah"
OK, well maybe not 'expect' but I'd be a little hurt in your shoes.
Sure, you can take paracetamol if you're ill. But here's what can happen if with other lovely MILs.
Millennium New Year, chez Clam. DCs 3.5 and 18mo - too young to do anything without constant supervision. DH and moi, both with "real" flu - if house had caught fire, we'd have been hard-pushed to care, let alone get out of bed. Doorbell rang. Kids couldn't reach latch to let in MIL. I staggered down, let her in and passed out on floor.
MIL: gathers up kids, packs a suitcase, realises there are no clean clothes for them, fills binbags with dirty laundry, takes them away for 4 days whilst we recover, visits with soup and satsumas and Anadin Extra at regular intervals.
Did I expect it? Of course not. Did we appreciate it? You bet. I took her on a spa day a few weeks later.
I loved her very much. 