I am ill. really. Laryngitis, conjunctivitis, strep throat, and a persistent cough that hurts and is making me vomit.
I got back from the GP with a bunch of prescriptions, the most important for me at the moment being the cough suppressant, which has one of those child proof tops. I couldn't open it, no matter how hard I tried. I politely asked DH for help, and he told me no. That I should stop forcing myself to cough, trying to get sympathy from him and that my body will sort itself out.
I am just a bit fucking furious angry.
I swigged some Covonia from the bottle instead, but I really need that bottle open.
I feel like crap and I can't understand why he is being so arsey about this. It's not like I am making it up, and I don't want any fucking sympathy, I just want that bottle opened so I can feel better.
well, I CBA to cook dinner, DCs are in bed already and I am not hungry.
I am going to run myself a bath, cough my tonsils out and cry at the injustice of it all.
AIBU?