Thursday, August 19, 2010

Flu Tales

So, in the end, it turned out to be the flu, what Marguerite and I had. M's vomiting, we pinned down to this yogurt drink not agreeing with her. My mom had some too and declared it nasty. My husband finally got to go home last night as it was already relatively safe to do so. We had changed the sheets and disinfected the room, so he probably wouldn't catch it himself. He can't afford to get sick. He has a ton of work to do, plus photography gigs lined up for the following consecutive weekends, if I'm not mistaken. I would have been safe from the flu myself if I had gotten some proper rest, but as it was, my immune system was pretty shot from the lack of sleep (I told you how I tried to eat my way into stronger immunity, to no avail). Anyway, this reminded me of an episode when I was pregnant with Marguerite and I had to nurse Mark through a bout of flu. There was no one else to do it. Protected by prayers, a surgical mask and religious washing up after every encounter, I tended to my sick husband. When he got better and he was no longer contagious, I finally got to remove my mask. Mark did a double take when he saw me and couldn't help exclaiming, "You're fat!" I guess I had puffed up some more in the span of a week. Since there was no way that he was delirious, I have no intention of forgiving him for that crack. I'm still biding my time before I make him pay for it. :)

3 comments:

The Kano said...

Hope everyone gets better soon. What your husband said about you being fat reminds me of a greeting card I saw once that showed a female dinosaur in a dress. The male dinosaur said: "That dress makes you look fat!" The inside caption of the card read: "The reason dinosaurs are extinct!"

spinninglovelydays said...

Thanks, Dave, and lol at the greeting card. :D

swirlyagelessmind said...

remember how engin described you?:)