O/T vent about DH
Poor widdle baby is sick! He has a damn head cold and acts like he's DYING! All day his ass has been parked on the couch and is "too sick" to do a damn thing for himself. About 15 minuets ago he yells as OSD to make him some soup. I lost it. Told SD "uh NO he's perfectly capable of doing for himself" and what does he do? Sits on the couch and whines! Sorry buddy I don't feel sorry for you. I was sick last week with the same thig and STILL managed to do what needed to be done. I refuse to wait on him hand and foot. NOW if he had the flu then that would be different but he has a stuffy head and that's IT! He asked me why I didn't "do for him" um because your not that damn helpless! Crybaby.......
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THIS is why I've always
THIS is why I've always thought that if men had to birth babies, well...... humans as we know them would have become extinct after one generation.
I don't get that from guys either. My DH acts the same damned way when he has a freaking COLD. When I'm sick?? I still work (I work from home), I still run my kids to their extracurriculars, do housework, laundry, and make meals. But if he's stuffed up? The Vicks comes out, the constant nose blowing, whining, heavy sighing, and constant talk of how he just "feels like shit!!" Let alone the fact that a stuffy nose requires AT LEAST one day off of work.
Ugh.
A lot of men are babies when
A lot of men are babies when they're sick but I can't really complain about my DH.
A few years ago, he was having a frickin' heart attack in the middle of the night. He got up (unbeknownst to me), took an aspirin and came back to bed (before that, he had chewed some Tums because he thought he had heartburn). About an hour later, I woke up and noticed him sitting up in bed and he decided I should probably take him to the hospital.
It took 2 doses of nitroglycerin and finally, morphine, to stop the pain.
a few months ago, fdh had a
a few months ago, fdh had a cold. I go in the kitchen and he is sprawled across the table, half asleep. I asked him what he was doing and he says in an accusing tone "I'M SICK!" then go to bed, asshole! don't lay all over my kitchen table! he wants to be babied and felt sorry for, and he's ok to me when I'm sick, but he doesn't do the things he expects me to do for him. I've carried his children and he never did anything for me then, either. but if he has a cold, holy shit. even better was years ago when he drank more than he should have and was puking the next day and wanted sympathy and babied. I told him no. I said "at x years old, you know what your drinking limit is. I don't feel sorry for you. you did this to yourself." I grabbed a trash can for him to puke into and left the bedroom.