He has a slight fever and a sore throat. I have offered lemsip, ibuprofen and hot water bottles. All refused because ‘I need to be able to feel my symptoms in case I need to go to hospital and tell them what’s wrong’. He didn’t want dc’s and I to go out today in case his illness ‘spiked’ and he needed urgent help. He won’t go to bed as he works away during the week and wants to see his kids. We’ve been told to keep the noise down as noise makes him feel sick (not easy with a 6 and 3 year old who aren’t allowed outside). The TV makes him feel dizzy every time he looks at it so that’s not allowed either.
We’ve been together a decade and this is only the second time he’s ever been ill. I’d forgotten just how pathetic he is about it. Dc and I have all had similar symptoms this week and even my 3 year old coped so much better.
If he’d just buggered off to bed and let me get on with my day as usual I would thoroughly sympathetic (mostly). I’m now listening to him snorting away on the sofa and feeling slightly murderous.