First it was the dressing gown of doom. I now offer you 'the sigh'

[SweetFemaleAttitude]

So it used to be the shuffling in the dressing gown when your fella was ill. My husband doesn't have the dressing gown, but he does have 'the sigh'. He stands up, he sigh's. He goes the loo...he sighs. Hhhphhhh. He sneezes WACHOOOOOOO. He sighs.

My DD said we need to change his name to sighmon

I may strangle if I hear 'the sigh' once more.

Thank you, I so needed this right now. DH going through tough time at work but the continual sighing (kept purely for my benefit) is driving me crazy. This evening it was mainly caused by a late food shopping delivery ... and yet as soon as much awaited driver is at the door they were welcomed with big smiles, appreciation and not a sigh in sight! Give me patience .

😂

Oh we have the sigh of doom here, illness, tiredness , stress ..... all bring out the sigh . Nobody has ever had to endure such hardships as my dh 😅

My DH has been ill for weeks, as have I, but he’s full of oh woe me, doesn’t drink water, use the steam inhaler machine or take a tablet unless I stick it right in front of him, complains he doesn’t like them, complains he still feeling crap.

coughs non stop and expects lots of there there’s, I am soooo over it, and now he’s upset because I don’t care, I’ve been caring for blooming weeks and he’s done nought to help himself!

it’s the cold of doom.

When the throw (of doom) goes over dh on the sofa I know its starting.

'The voice' is what infuriates me.

SIGHMON is fantastic

I can exactly hear the sigh. You have my sympathy.

Omg stop
When my DH comes down with a cold he gets this particular set of pj's on that his mum bought him few years back. Fleecy hoodie type with jogger bottoms.
He'll sit there snorting, sneezing, sniffling which feels like it gets louder every time I don't react.
He also goes and grabs DS baby thermometer and keeps taking his temp every hour.
On some rare gross occasions he's shown me the snot in his tissue asking "do you think this is normal?"
He shivers and wraps the sofa throw round him, can't possibly move of that sofa all night.
He will take not 1 but 3 covid tests in 1 night, swearing blind it's covid although they're all negative.
Sometimes he's googled the hell out of his symptoms and convinced himself it's lung cancer.

Yet when I get a cold I'm still cooking tea
Still looking after DS
etc etc the list is endless

They are so melodramatic 🥱

Anyone else get the sighing and groaning whilst shuffling about doing the t-rex arms?

If you know you know.

The grunting when he does anything and the ducking YAWNING. He's only 45. Makes me want to stab him.

We have the dressing gown of doom, and the dramatic holding of the chest when he coughs 🤨

What is it with all these people who feel the need to be in bed for a mere cold? Feeble. No dressing gowns of doom or groaning here.

Oh no my 19 year old does this. Same reaction to a paper cut as if his foot was hanging off. I’d have hoped he’d have grown out of it by the time he was a ‘proper’ adult 😩😩😩

Has anyone ever seen the rare trinity of Dressing Gown of Doom, The Sigh AND ... The Slipper Shlep.

I get the full fucking Royal Flush, the dressing gown, the sigh, the dramatic sniffing, all of it.

But the icing on the cake is that mine insists on asking me every half an hour if I think he's got a fever. I humour this maybe once or twice and hand him a thermometer and leave him to it but he still asks me if his head is hot... I mean with the best will in the world my nursing instincts will never out-class a working digital thermometer....

FFS. Take your own sodding temperature with the thermometer I've put by the bed!

my ex used to do the dressing gown of doom, the SIGH, AND the sickman shuffle.
He would also 'ooh' and 'ahh' and do the sharp intake of breath and declare something had clearly bitten/stabbed him when nothing had done anything of the sort.

WACHOOOOOO and Sighmon have just made me laugh my head off and read some of these posts to my dp- who is giving me the side eye and looking unimpressed!

😂😂😂

My husband has the pyjamas of doom... which he wears with his 'big socks' in bed when he is poorly sick.

The pyjamas were his dads... dad has been dead for 40 yrs... DH swears dad did not die in them....I am not too sure.

The poorly voice? The weak quavering whine alternated with the raspy whisper of a dying hero?

We have the dressing gown of doom, and also the shuffling around, but hunched over. Of course accompanied by dramatic symptoms such as chills and pain all over, but the complete refusal to take a bloody paracetamol!

I can't bear people who won't take over the counter medicines when they are ill. Pure martyrdom. My ex used to be like this about paracetamol (but was happy to self-medicate with alcohol). Completely ludicrous.

Yep. Even when said 'illness' has bugger all to do with his throat and there's no earthly reason for the creaking, croaking 'woe is me' bulllshit. Makes me want to scream into my hands.

Mine just repeatedly says, ‘Oh God…’, ‘Oh God…’

He was ill for a couple of weeks recently and I had to resort to air pods.

I'll see your 'sign' and raise you ' the ladder of doom' when I ask him to go in the loft (he's lankier than me). Always a long drawn out affair finding back door shoes, fetching the ladder from the bottom of the garden, banging the ladder on the back door frame, banging boxes around .. .

Sighmon is absolutely fucking brilliant