DS (aged 4) and I have had flu for over a week. The last seven days have been a blur of hot sweats, aching muscles, and burning coughing. I have no idea how I managed to get us through the worst. We ended up in A&E one night because DS's temperature wouldn't come down.
All week DP has been moaning that "it's only the flu" or "a bit of a cough". He has NO IDEA how ill we have been. He comes in from work and whines there is no dinner ready (I'm a SAHM and usually cook) the place is a mess and says I've been on the sofa all day. Yep, I have. I'M ILL and so is DS! What does he expect us to do?!!!!!
Today DP has come home early from work. He's feeling rough. Pah! He gets no sympathy from me. I truly hope he gets this so he knows exactly what we have been through/are going through and can eat his words.