It's Dave's Turn...

[JenBayles]

As some of you may remember, I've been home sick since before Christmas. I've really tried not to dwell on my misery cuz it just makes it worse on me and everyone concerned. So maybe someone out there can tell me why men are the worst titty babies of all when they're sick?!

Dave came home with a slight cold Friday evening. Now, when Dave gets any kind of respiratory bug, he has to make sure that every living being in the universe hears every little phlegm ball bouncing around in his lungs. There is no such word as "restraint" in his vocabulary where coughing is concerned. So - by Saturday morning, he's wailing away, coughing, hacking, moaning, groaning, and I hear and shout followed by, "OH MY GOD! I JUST COUGHED SO HARD I BLEW MY BACK OUT!"

He's been walking around like Tim Conway playing the little old man on the old Carol Burnett Show all weekend and moaning and grunting and groaning. I have done my best to play nurse but it's like pulling teeth to get the man to help himself. Finally got him off to the doc this morning hence my venting at this time.

Sunny, maybe you can tell me why men are such total weinies when they're sick?!

[sunny]

LOL - we spoil them! They want to make sure they get all of our attention! I would find it amazing, they can go out and tackle each other playing football, bang each other up in basket ball, that's great fun. But when they start sniffling, they think they become invalids! It's "baby, would you bring me this, would you bring me that." Big babies!!!

[alicia-w]

maybe it's that they're always weinies really, just more OBVIOUS when they're sick...

not really ( maybe)

they are just attention junkies...

well, maybe not that either.

maybe you are just so devoted, that he'll do whatever he can to get a little extra special attention!

[Miss Mary]

Jen - Sigh.....

Don't know why some men are like either. I guess I got lucky, my hubby isn't like this at all. In fact he's so far the OTHER way it drives me nuts. But right now you'd take the other way huh? Yep, Jim goes off to work with colds, fevers, you name it, I'm fine I can work thinking.....his best advice for EVERYTHING - take a shower, you'll feel better!

And his mom thought he'd make a great doctor someday. I howl, literally howl at that!!! Yeah, some doc alright - first you have to admit you're SICK!!!

Just the other day my oldest had headaches, 2 days in a row. I asked if she had been burning incense in her room and before she could even answer Jim declared - oh what does that have to do with anything?!!! Take a shower Nina....LOL

I said excuse me but I've had headaches since I was 16 and scents do bring them on! His comeback - well if you've been having headaches all this time and still have them, then you don't know what you're talking about, b/c you still have them!!!

I was like - what? I had to walk away, I tell you - walk away!!!!

I explained later that ibuprophen, caffeine, etc. help get rid of a headache. Then I had to hear how caffeine does squat for headaches....I said have you ever had a headache problem - I'll give you one!!!

Men!!! Thankfully my daughter's headaches went away. And this whole medical thing/discussion went away. Until the next time he's sick but won't admit it!!!

Hang in there.......I don't think I'd want to have my hubby be like this but the 'other' direction isn't always easy either - plain ole denial!

Mary

[Skywatch_NC]

Jen,

It sounds like some Hall's drops as well as Dayquil/Nyquil are in order!!

Sorry to hear that Dave's back went out!

Eric

[JenBayles]

The invalid has returned from the doc's with a fistful of sleep-inducing scripts- thank GOD! No Nyquil or Dayquil for our boy: he MUST run to the doctor as he's at his last prayers.

I did try to dose him up with some over the counter remedies over the weekend and he would have none of it. Worse than a 5-year-old! Dave is the sort who thinks there is a magic pill out there somewhere that will cure him overnight from whatever ill he happens to be experiencing. So - he'll fill himself full of expensive scripts and STILL take 7 days to get over that virus.


Mary-that's too funny about the "shower" cure. I nagged and nagged at Dave to either sit in a hot tub or stand in a hot shower for the back and he kept turning his nose up at me. Guess it makes more sense to sit in the life pod and moan and groan. I finally just ran a bath and dragged his sorry self in there. Golly jeeepers! Guess what? He said it helped!
<paints on best smug look>
At any rate, looks like this bug is in for the long haul. Oh joy, oh rapture, oh happy day...

[alicia-w]

you have my deepest sympathies. the only thing worse than a sick husband is a sick doctor.

[Miss Mary]

LOL at the sick doc - oh yeah, I worked for 6 years ago. They kept going and going.....until wham bam, they were home sick. And then their wives were so happy to care for them (they worked 6.5 days a week sometimes!!!). Boy did they hate, just hate, to cancel appts. with patients!!!!

Jen - I am laughing but sympathizing with you at the same time. Please know that. But after reading how you had to drag his sorry butt in for a bath, etc. I just thought to myself - wouldn't you like to trade places with him right now (since he knows how to fix his problem)? Say THAT to him - I'll trade you medical woes Dave, old buddy, old pal......see what he says to that!!!

Mary

[Skywatch_NC]

The invalid has returned from the doc's with a fistful of sleep-inducing scripts- thank GOD! No Nyquil or Dayquil for our boy: he MUST run to the doctor as he's at his last prayers.

I did try to dose him up with some over the counter remedies over the weekend and he would have none of it. Worse than a 5-year-old! Dave is the sort who thinks there is a magic pill out there somewhere that will cure him overnight from whatever ill he happens to be experiencing. So - he'll fill himself full of expensive scripts and STILL take 7 days to get over that virus.


Mary-that's too funny about the "shower" cure. I nagged and nagged at Dave to either sit in a hot tub or stand in a hot shower for the back and he kept turning his nose up at me. Guess it makes more sense to sit in the life pod and moan and groan. I finally just ran a bath and dragged his sorry self in there. Golly jeeepers! Guess what? He said it helped!
<paints on best smug look>
At any rate, looks like this bug is in for the long haul. Oh joy, oh rapture, oh happy day...

Well, okay then on the Dayquil/Nyquil... Is your guy stubborn or what? LOL Man, I sure wouldn't pass up on those over-the-counter relievers!!

[azskyman]

Sorry, but I am the wrong gender to join in this conversation.

Two quick stories....maybe they will at least make you women laugh.

First, in August of this year while hauling rock in wheel barrows around the yard, I had a spontaneous burst of a tiny vein in my left leg. Still, it managed to fill my shoe in 30 seconds flat and leave a trail of blood as I ran to the back door to get my wife's help. Although she works for a doc, she saw all the blood and decided she wouldn't let me talk her out of calling 911 so she did. Sirens-a-waling, the 3 paramedics came to her and my rescue, put a heavy duty compression bandage on me to stop the bleeding, and told me to rest it for an hour or two with it elevated. They left me sitting in the recliner while I reminded my wife how important it was to hose off all the blood before it got baked on in the Arizona sun.

The wonderful wife that she is, she did that...rinsed it off, threw away the shoes, and proceeded to ask if there was anything more I needed before she left.

"Leave," I questioned? "Where are YOU going with me recovering from this ordeal?"

"Well," she said with those loving eyes of hers, "You are in a recliner, the bleeding has stopped, we both have cell phones, and I have a pedicure appointment in ten minutes. Call me if you're bleeding to death again!"

What more could I say?

A second laugh regarding doctors.

The doctor that my wife works for had some surgery on January 7th for some corrective work on his foot. While he was in recovery and groggy, his wife and my wife decided to sneak out and catch some lunch.

While they were at lunch...with him going absolutely nowhere...his wife's cell phone rang at restaurant.

"Where are you," he asked emphatically? "How could you leave and forget to bring me the new TIME magazine in the car?"

To which she said, "I'll be returning after lunch. I doubt you are going anywhere...nor is the world, in the next 45 minutes!"

Doctors!!!

Anyway...if nothing else, these are worth a laugh.

When our kids were small Kathy always found that the best way to get me to go to work when I was sick was to threaten to let Jason or Jarrod stay home with me that day because they weren't feeling well either.

I would feel better instantly.

[sunny]

Hang in there Jen!! Hopefully Dave will be feeling better soon!

[Miss Mary]

Steve - LOL!!!

That Kathy, going off for a pedicure appt.......cracking up here!!! But she's right, she was only a phone call away.

I think it's all in the way we were raised. If our mothers smothered us with attn. when sick, we want the same when adults. If our mothers armed us with how to take care of ourselves, then we're independent in this dept.

In my husband's case, he got his dad's work ethic - you go to work, if you're sick or not! In his younger brother's case, and baby of six, it was the opposite! He was babied his entire life, still is to an extent. He wants everyone to cater to him. Of course sadly he's home disabled now from a devastating stroke but he is capable of doing more than he does, according to his doctors and physical therapists. He refuses to do all they ask. So there you have it. We are a product of our upbringing I think.

My mom tried smothering me when sick, when I was a quite young, but I HATED it - she smelled of cigarettes and umpteen cups of tea. She was always patting my face, "you poor thing", licking her fingers to smooth my bangs (the worst!), hovering nearby. I must have always said - I'm fine now!!! LOL

I try not to do this with my kids. In fact we have an old yellow, plastic Tupperware bowl we use for the middle of the night, if anyone thinks they'll be sick. I came up with this bright idea when they were little - you'd get them to the bathroom, after they got sick in their bed, they finish up in the bathroom. I'd change their pj's, strip the bed, start the washer, put on new sheets, etc. and plop them back into bed. Only to do it all over again in 30 minutes! Silly me didn't realize this situation comes in waves, for several hours, at first but I caught on quickly. We would both sit up for an hour or two, instead of going thru several sets of bedding and pj's. Trusty bowl at the ready. Then when it was all over, if you were lucky, you both got to go back to bed but I didn't sleep well - keeping both their door open and ours. I swear I can hear that gag coming now a mile away!!! Mothers just hear things like this I suspect. Dads? Well, that's another story.....Of course I've been doing this mom thing for a long time now.....he he.

My kids hate the sight of that bowl too - it has to be put far away under a sink until the next time. But boy has it come in handy!

Well, that's my medical/sick type story of the day.

Still laughing over Kathy's approach Steve!

Jen - hope Dave's doing much better today.

Mary

[JenBayles]

Those are some great stories! Davie is off to work today to test drive the back. How much you wanna bet he's home by noon?

Mary, I think you're right about the smothering/mothering thing. He's an only child and his mom is a major smotherer. To show you how whacked this woman is, when Dave & I first got married, Janie went through my cabinets and was horrified at the bathroom and kitchen cleaners I had in stock. She informed me that I was going to kill her son having all those harsh cleansers in the house and that the only thing I should use was baking soda and vinegar.

[Miss Mary]

:lol:
Those are some great stories! Davie is off to work today to test drive the back. How much you wanna bet he's home by noon?

Mary, I think you're right about the smothering/mothering thing. He's an only child and his mom is a major smotherer. To show you how whacked this woman is, when Dave & I first got married, Janie went through my cabinets and was horrified at the bathroom and kitchen cleaners I had in stock. She informed me that I was going to kill her son having all those harsh cleansers in the house and that the only thing I should use was baking soda and vinegar.

Whoa!!! Is she a throwback to the June Cleaver days? LOL I have cleaners in the house.....but I have used a water/vinegar mixture on windows....works great!

We could have a pool going to see if he's home by noon Jen!

I say he'll come rolling in at 11:52 a.m.

Whadda we win? A cranky husband? LOL

Mary

[JenBayles]

I just spoke with El Sicko. He tells me he's sinking fast and will be home "around lunch time". I'm shooting for 12:14.

<synchronizes watch with Mary's>

[Miss Mary]

I lost?!!!! Dang it!!!

El Sicko.....love that nic.

Does he know about this thread Jen? Almost afraid to ask.....he he

One of the docs I worked for was always late. And a series of calls would come in - one from the OR, surgery ran late, I'll be there in 20 minutes. Or another from a doctor's lounge phone or his car phone (yes back in the dark ages, he had one, LOL).

So we all had a running pool going (50 cents a bet or something rediculously low. But it paid lunch if you won). Down to the minute. And it was timed for the second he hit the front door. Other docs got in on the action too. This surgeon never found out we bet on him (he moved out of town later on).

We still laugh about this at work reunions.

Mary

[JenBayles]

It's only 11:30 in our time zone so you're still in the game Mary! And NO! He does not know about this thread! It's funny, he jokingly accuses me of "fooling around on the internet" because I participate on an internet board. I've invited him several times to read in as I have written nothing here to be ashamed of. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

[Miss Mary]

It's only 11:30 in our time zone so you're still in the game Mary! And NO! He does not know about this thread! It's funny, he jokingly accuses me of "fooling around on the internet" because I participate on an internet board. I've invited him several times to read in as I have written nothing here to be ashamed of. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

Hey I could still WIN!!!! Forgot about the time difference.

And Jen you are so honest too!!! Yeah my family teases me big time about my Internet time. I used to add to a lot of our family convo's - I heard on my wx boards, or someone on my wx boards said to - and they just howl. And I mean howl, ROFL howling. If someone here printed the very same TollHouse Choc Cookie recipe as appears on the bag of the chips bag, they wouldn't believe it. I tried a recipe once a once good friend of mine posted here and it flopped. Jim kept saying - you can't trust the Internet Mary!!! After she and I parted ways, and not so nicely I might add, she really has been the tool they measure anything Internet related with.....I have heard no less than 20 times lately - you can't trust people you meet on the Internet Mary/Mom..... Sigh, I just let them rant. I am much more cautious now but I still try to believe in the good of people. At least here at S2K I do. I won't be checking out any other boards I can tell you!!! Got onto a tangent there didn't I? he he

Sorry!

Let me know the time he comes rolling in....or dragging in is more like it!

El Sicko....still laughing at that nic.

Mary

[JenBayles]

<drum roll> ...........and the winner is......... MARY! El Sicko rolled in at 11:55 and promptly went to bed leaving me to spend a peaceful afternoon with the Lifetime Man-haters Movie Network.

[Miss Mary]

I won! I won!!!

What do I win again.....no cranky husbands though....no thank you. I think I'll leave you to do the nursing duty Jen! You seem to be SO GOOD at that.....LOL

Boy at this rate, his work week is flying by huh? Shhhh don't tell him that.

At least he left you alone all afternoon!!!

Mary