What's your version of 'THE DRESSING GOWN OF DOOM'?

[LoveWillGetYouThere]

I'm sat here feeling sorry for myself with a UTI or maybe a kidney infection. I've an appointment in an hour and I was just thinking about how rare it is that I'm poorly to the point where I just need to sleep for a few hours in the day. Then I realised that whenever I'm ill instead of the 'dressing gown of doom' that my husband (and many other men) default too mine is that I take my contact lenses out and only wear my glasses 🙈😂

I drag my duvet downstairs and sit under it complaining so everyone can share in my misery

I was ill all over Christmas. I mixed it up between two sets of fat pants and had the one Cashmere hoodie, second hand from a friend.

I develop a limp.

Thanks for all your 'poorly doom' posts.
Baggy, soft clothing seems to feature heavily. Never heard of the limp before but I get it!
To the pp who said they only wore their thing if they were sick or depressed I hope you're ill iykwim? X

I have what my friend calls the slippers of doom. I'm wearing them today when I'm not in bed, I've just tested positive for covid

Soft old pyjama bottoms, tits to the floor, old furry fleece that's too big and the elbows are threadbare from use. Hair in a claw thing and only brush my teeth. The rest can wait.

No make up’s my give away and not getting dressed at all, just clean pygamas. If it’s really desperate no shower.

I'm another whose signal that I'm ill is that I wear my glasses all day instead of putting contact lenses in.

Old t-shirt and leggings but I also get 'ill hair'.

Means hair is stuck to my head and looks bloody awful.

Ugly nightie of doom.

With a tissue of misery stuffed up the nostril and left.

(the ugly nightie is one left over from when i was heavily preg.)

Oh god yes ill hair.

My hair is very fine and needs to be either freshly washed or nicely up.

'Ill Hair' happens very quickly and how long it stays is a barometer of how bad i feel.

A grey boyfriend cardigan from Arket which is a bad length on me for wearing as an actual outfit, and also glasses instead of lenses.

Whole pots of tea. I rarely drink more than a mug at a time but when I'm feeling sorry for myself, I drink whole pots of it.

I have a selection of long thick cardigans that I rarely wear unless I'm ill, and if I'm really ill, some ancient black joggers that I bought when I was pregnant with DS (now 16).

Pyjamas and a hoodie, plus Saggy Tits of Doom.

If I've got one of those viruses that makes you feel constantly cold, I put a pair of fleece pyjamas on top of my normal pyjamas, and wear thermal socks.

And my hair goes unbrushed, so I look like some sort of deranged cavewoman.

Oodie and my painting and decorating joggers!

(but I wear those to work from home a lot anyway....)

Actually yes, this! I had covid last month and my hair LOOKED ill.

The scarf of sorrow. It's so soft and fleecy and warm and is the size of a blanket and it's my extra hudding-under layer.

I have a "Spandau Ballet" concert t-shirt from the 80's that's faded, has small holes in the front from when I caught it with a zipper, a huge rip on the sleeve and the bottom hem/seam has undone on the back.

I love it!

I come home to it or put it on when I'm feeling rough and everything is alright with the world.

ancient, v v well worn Canterbury joggers with one of my husbands hoodies and a lord of the rings blanket slung around my shoulders for effect.

The sniffles of impending doom and his 'come to jesus' face. For me, it's just the words "I'm really not being dramatic, but I think I have a plague"

When I'm very sick, I get so so cold. So I break out this heavy fleecy Harry potter blanket (of doom) and sit on the couch. For some reason I can't stick bed when I'm sick.

Definitely “ill hair”. For me this is washed (as I get a bit funny about showering when sick) but not dried so I look like someone has electrocuted me into the bargain of wearing a truly horrible thigh length wool mix bobbly navy cardigan over my pyjamas and fluffy slippers.

An electric blanket also comes into play on the sofa.

The fleecy blanket of pestilence and the instant hot chocolate of soothing.

I'm in bed now! The teens are making tea (not what was planned by me 😂) and cleaning the kitchen. The middle one is going to make cookies and the youngest is 'doing' homework.
I've put on my husbands biggest pj bottoms and one of his old nirvana t-shirts. ❤️❤️