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.

I'm a bit worried I'm now not going to be able to look at DH ever again without giggling. Also at risk of calling him by the wrong name. Sighmon is indeed brilliant.

This thread is a classic! I have been trying very hard not laugh out loud as it’s so early.

It’s not just confined to colds though. I was sitting on a rubber ring in the car on the way home wincing silently at every bump in the road on the way home, my very sore breasts seem to have taken on a life of their own and I am watching sour milk spread across my T-shirt, I am stitched up to the hilt with a collapsed cervix after a 16 hour Labour delivering what felt like a rhinoceros through the eye of a pin..two nights in the mother of all maternity/asylum wards.

Dh turns to me with doleful eyes and says ‘I don’t think I have ever felt as tired as this’

My 'D'H has the face of doom. He just looks at me with this incredibly pained expression. It is infuriating.

I can’t really find this funny. These pathetic, selfish men. How would they cope if they actually got really sick.

DH gets out the hoodie of doom.
God help ya if you ask him anything while he has the Man Flu! My formally mild as anything husband turns into a snarling beast.
Suggest he take medication? "Ill take some I I need it!"
Plug in the vaporiser? He waits until you leave the room to unplug it.
Coughs and sneezes EVERYWHERE!
When me or our DC are ill, he avoids us like we have the plague. Hates if we sit in the lounge room sick etc etc.
But he can. Of course.
My grocery trips get very long when he's ill...

I get the sighman followed by 'nothing ever works' when he's in front of the computer trying to do / find something.....

My husband, Sighmon 😂, actually has had cancer in the past and has got through it rather practically and coped very well.

It seems to be the colds that get the better of our usually fine specimens.

This is a light-hearted thread, that has given many of us a laugh, so maybe take your vitriol elsewhere.

My dh alas has the dressing gown of doom .the voice of a small child .the shuffling all of it when feeling unwell.
But he also flutters his eyes as if in disbelief that he is still alive. He then drags himself off to bed with the parting words "I will see you in the morning God willing ' with a sad face .

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Mine has the joggers, if we’ve been out anywhere he changes into them as soon as we come home. No dressing gown of doom. He doesn’t sigh, or clutch onto walls or retire to bed when he’s ill, he’s pretty resilient when he’s ill. Even when he had a stroke he was only in hospital for three days,

The only time he did retire to the sofa was after he’d broken two ribs after a bad fall.
However, what he does do, if he’s had a cold or any other upper respiratory infection is do this loud ‘grrrrrrrr’ sound clearing his throat, often. Drives me up the wall. Oh and he’s got the loudest sneezes ever, so loud they set the high frequency alerts off in my hearing aids. I have to turn the volume down or risk ruptured ear drums.

Mine does something slightly different in that if I happen to mention that I'm feeling a bit rough, I can guarantee that within 3 days, he will have not only caught it from me ( understandable) but will guaranteed have it worse than me. Guaranteed. I suspect it's an attention thing.

(I should point out, lest I be accused of picking a particularly poor specimen of manhood to be my spouse that he is, in the main, an excellent husband. It's just this which is infuriating).

If the blanket comes out u know it is an emergency. All the sighs, oh God.....
If I as much as get caught sniggering I am told 'wait till you get this seriously sick' I will remember and laugh too.

Mine does the huge sigh too! Every time someone is within earshot!

My husband never sleeps ever always awake for hours.
My husband thinks whenever he is poorly I develop a memory condition and therefore must remind me every few minutes.

Imagine if they had periods 😅 the world would literally grind to a halt because they would take to their beds for 5 days

Mine has the teddy fleece of doom- when that comes out, I know we’ll have a max of 20 minutes before he’s curled up on the duvet complaining of how cold he is, and asking to check his temp. Why he just does not get under the duvet if he’s that cold i can never fathom.

@SweetFemaleAttitude

i second you! What a nasty remark that poster made!
My lovely husband had terminal cancer which I nursed him through at home… he was brave in a way I don’t think I’d ever be. I will forever admire him.

This is a light hearted fun thread, teasing men for their martyrdom with colds… I’m enjoying it!!

he also flutters his eyes as if in disbelief that he is still alive

😆😆😆

My DP had “sciatica” last weekend (there were jobs needing doing round the house….)
The walking stick of doom came out, along with the shuffle. Still refused to take his prescribed meds, lay around moaning etc etc. Wobbled off to work Monday morning and hasn’t mentioned it since🤷‍♀️
Genuine sciatica is a bastard. Mine lasted 3 weeks and it was crippling…

My Dh has a whole outfit consisting of some god awful pyjama bottoms and a faded black top if he has those on then you know he’s going to be sighing and grunting and shuffling around for days.
If he’s in bed he’ll ring me to see where I am then I’ll get the sick voice and “can you do me a favour as I’m not well” or “I need xyz as I’m not well”
On another note we’ve been together 34 years there’s not much that annoys me about him but when he’s sick you know about it.

Chuckling at the shriek. Our quite slender whippet ran into DH yesterday and I found him lying on the floor clutching his knee and cursing the bloody dog, the universe and everything.
We also have the multiple sneezegasm, consisting of a minimum of 10 at-ish-ooo sneezes, the dying hero voice and 'the sigh'.
His particular speciality is taking paracetamol and ibuprofen at military intervals, forgetting which he took last and then calling 111 in case he accidentally overdosed on his 4 x 200mg paracetamol tablets taken over 4 hours. I think he vaguely hopes they'll advise him to go straight to hospital so his cold can be vindicated.
Hasn't happened yet, in case anyone is more interested than I am...

My husband has the oodie of doom. Its a Pickle Rick one with matching slipper socks. I know he's called in sick to work when I can hear his little stockinged feet shuffling across the carpet on the landing and not his clodhopper boots.

Cavemum that video is brilliant. These comments are so funny and so many women put up with so much. Why don't the men just go to bed and stop laying on sofa looking for sympathy and being miserable and give us women peace and quiet from all the oh poor me have the flu.

Thankyou, I was trying to forget the puzzled "discombobulated"

You've got the sniffles you silly man!!

I've read on a similar thread someone said their DH does the shuffle with the little T Rex arms 🤣