DH grunting with dressing gown of doom

[Littlemissdaredevil]

DH has a ‘bad’ shoulder. The non-stop grunting every time he moves is driving me mad. Even picking up the remote control deserves a little grunt. He’s also wearing the dressing gown of doom. In the meantime he is doing zero in the house due to his injury. I’m heavily pregnant and working FT.
For reference he hasn’t been off work, won’t see the GP, won’t got to the shop 1 minute walk away to get some ibuprofen, and was able to play football a couple of days ago. I wish he would just go and lie in bed then at least I wouldn’t have to put up with the grunting and shuffling.

I just remembered that my ex husband and I had tonsillitis and went to the doctor together. He had been sprawled across the sofa while I had to make do with an armchair, our son was about four at the time. He actually asked the doctor who had it worse, me or him! I felt too ill to laugh when he said me, because I still had actual tonsils!

@Jojo2wyatr thanks JoJo, really is the most fitting description for it. I don't think he even paid for it, was some freebie!

You have my sympathy! My OH sprained his ankle the day I finished work for maternity leave. I took him to the hospital and half carried him to get it x-rayed, even the nurse was rolling her eyes at him behind his back! We now have a 41/2 month old and he's still moaning about it! Keeps complaining his body isn't working how it should, join the club mate, I can't even hold in a fart!

I have the broken wrist of doom!
Drives me crazy!!
Thinking if you OP

My DH bumped his knee. There was shouting, turning, limping, eyes teared up. This went on for an eternity, I swear he made more fuss that I did giving birth (and I was not a quiet stoic birther).

He hasn't even got a bruise.

My DH has two dressing gowns.

His normal navy one that he pops on occasionally.
And his stripey one, which DD (9) and I refer to as his Plague Robe. Every time it comes out it signals that he is ILL and that dramatic coughing and zombie raising sneezes are imminent.

DD announcing "daddy's got his Plague Robe on" is hilarious.

I feel your pain. . Six months ago I ‘dealt’ with my husband of 17 years and he is now my ex.

My only regret is that I didn’t stand up for myself sooner. He even claimed to be getting my morning sickness with both my pregnancies (not lying).

Beware - you set the precedent from now. Don’t let him get away with behaving childishly. You are going to have a little one who really needs you soon and he has to pull his weight properly without needing a medal at every turn, sore shoulder or not.

Your baby and you should not revolve around him. He is making it all about him. Is there anyone (family member or family friend) who could be in your corner and tell him to suck it up or man up???

Sending strength and hugs your way

It's threads like this which remind me of the myriad reasons I divorced DEXH. I had to......for his own safety! No jury would have convicted me. Just nodded and brought spades to help bury him.

My DH did one training session a few years ago with a friend whilst DS was training on the track. They were doing press ups using a railing (no, he can't do them on the floor as his tummy would touch the floor before the press up). He hurt his thumb. The drama that followed! He never tried again as he was too scared to hurt his thumb again.

I should add that I've been a lifelong runner, through various injuries, 3 children and treatment for breast cancer (I did stop during chemo but just gone on with tolerating the nastiness) so he gets zero sympathy from me.

DGOD?

There has been a development here. The dressing gown of doom has been replaced by the jogging bottoms of death. DH has a pair of old grey saggy jogging bottoms which he wears when forced to take off the DGOD.

Funnily enough he is also sleeping like a log (again) led on his ‘trapped nerve’ shoulder tonight

God I'm glad I'm single.

I wish I had this thread last week , it was a very trying week with DH man flu . Also the need to stress how tired he was despite me getting up with the baby all week . I think the man flu is one thing the moaning about being tired is a whole other thread !

My DP had 3, yes 3 dressing gowns of doom. He begins life as jedi (Brown one), then has a blue sensible one. Finally, if all hope of life is fading, the pink flowery one (which he nicked from me) comes out! The pink one is worn often

I don’t have a dressing gown of doom here. I just get The Face and The Voice.

Thinking about it, if things like the Dressing Down of Doom mean your DH's believe they are approaching imminent death, then you could always, you know, help them on their way? Well..............they DID say they were dying

Love how the dressing gown of Doom was once referred to as the dressing gown of Gloom 🤣
And now @Littlemissdaredevil has given us an update on how the jogging bottoms of death are now in play...where oh where has the DGOD gone?

The Beard of Indisposition
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Iamthewombat YYY

It’s like the opposite of quantum theory. They aren’t actually ill unless you are observing them. Hence the need for grunts and moans.

Last night dh decided to sleep in the spare room in the middle of the night because his back hurt. This only happened after much sighing and huffing, this can only serve the purpose of making sure I’m awake. If I need to go to the other room or get up in the night I do it as quietly as possible.

I agree with a pp that much of this is down to the fact that women have to cope with pain every month without any complaints.

Mine has the DGOD, he follows this up with “I like you” to indicate near death.
He used to get very spoilt by his DM.
Married me, a nurse, and had to learn to tuffen up.
His DB also married a nurse. They complain to each other that to get sympathy, they would have to be dying.
SIL and I always respond with, ‘death would have to be imminent ‘.
He gets relegated to the spare room with water, tissues and meds and told to resurface when he is fit to rejoin society.

Love this thread, I particularly like the irony of Commonwasher advising a user called Littlemissdaredevil to get the church healing team round! My husband of twenty years had that exact same grey dressing gown pictured until I binned it as I had enough of him taking to wearing it. He has never been organised enough to buy a new one so at least that is an improvement. I implement a strict three day rule, I will nurse you for three days but any mention of being under the weather after three days means you have to go to GP as you must be really ill.

Mine has the DGOD, he follows this up with “I like you” to indicate near death.

A version of the last will and testament! That is advanced malingering.

I bet he feels swizzed. Marries a nurse and can’t get away with the invalid act! He probably envisioned you mopping his brow and holding his hand.

Also love 'get the church healing team around' might try that. Does anyone else get informed ( on a regular basis) " I think I might be getting a headache" ?

My DH used to pull this shit. It started with ‘I’m ill, make me chicken soup please.’ And like the idiot that I was, I obliged. He never made me chicken soup. Then we had kids and I may have told him that I didn’t care if he had a cold because things still needed to happen, the baby still needed looking after, food still needed to be made and generally not believing him. Now he sometimes doesn’t tell me that he’s feeling under the weather as he thinks I won’t believe him. It was a result of sorts.

But seriously, this is piss poor behaviour and we should all stop facilitating it. It’s in a par with schrodinger’s children who when you have them are so easy to take care of that you can run a thousand errands and maternity leave is just a nice holiday, but on the other hand are much to hard work for them to look after all alone and they couldn’t possibly do it.

"Joggers of death" 🤣