|The last time The First Mate was sick.|
What's weird though is The Captain is beyond this level of sick. He is now officially double infected. The Doctor said so. Apparently this degree of sick takes him from whiny to sad.
He is so miserable that I feel bad for him. He can't even get a good pout going because he's too concerned with breaking a rib when he coughs. I haven't been bossed around yet because he doesn't have the energy. He can't even be needy because he'd rather take a coma.
I can't decide how I feel about all of this. On the one hand I dislike seeing him so dismal and in pain. On the other hand it's nice to get a break from the typical sick husband ordeal. I sense that an entire house of sickness may be upon us soon, so I'll take what little break I've got.
What's your strategy for dealing with a sick household?
What do you think is worse, a sick kid or a sick grown man?