Blog Prompt: What’s the worst part about being sick?
I hate having people hover over me when I am sick. When I don’t feel well, I usually go somewhere and walk. Walking usually helps me feel better so if I end up in bed, I’m usually very very sick. Then my husband gets so worried that I am not feeling well that he, well, hovers. He will try to feed me if I’m not eating, he will make cutesy things involving eggs and toast and coax me into eating it whether I want to or not, he will constantly bring me liquids to drink and stand there until I drink it. It just about drives me crazy. But I know he does it because he loves me.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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At least he brings you things. Pan just hovers... and hovers... and hovers. Guess he thinks it will make me get up. :)
Well hubby knows to leave me alone. He will come in every once in awhile to make sure I'm still breathing. hehehe
LOL! And don't you love how just when you start to drift into a fever induced doze, you hear the door carefully open, and footsteps slowly walk across the room?
Because they are stealthy in their hovering, right? I just want to sleep when I don't feel well. And usually, I wake up feeling so much better!
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