tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post1909457167748330913..comments2024-03-18T19:53:34.661-04:00Comments on Cranky old man: MAN FLU or MARTYR WIFEjoehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-32395760077938978192013-10-16T21:06:03.913-04:002013-10-16T21:06:03.913-04:00You're right about women being as tough as nai...You're right about women being as tough as nails. Since starting allergy shots 8 years ago, I'm rarely sick, but in March I got hit with the flu. I did my usual slaving for the family for 3 days while somehow denying my sickness before I decided to go see a doctor.<br /><br />And how about being determined to breastfeed my daughter so much that I went through a bout of cracked nipples and continued the feedings several times a day. When that baby latched on, well... LOL<br /><br />There's more, but I'll stop there.<br /><br />Oh... What were you saying?<br />Anitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08180243708565855383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-53039040660592825942013-10-16T15:25:16.433-04:002013-10-16T15:25:16.433-04:00After my cross country trip of navigation for hubb...After my cross country trip of navigation for hubby, I'd rather take care of him while he's sick. Uggh...Cindy Keen Reyndershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01538914807361602296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-58938902847438064422013-10-16T09:58:39.321-04:002013-10-16T09:58:39.321-04:00A jar of Ragu, and i'm good and I make a mean ...A jar of Ragu, and i'm good and I make a mean PBJ!joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-77932652670633743862013-10-16T07:24:36.575-04:002013-10-16T07:24:36.575-04:00Let me know when you guys learn how to warm up lef...Let me know when you guys learn how to warm up left-over spaghetti so you don't sit starving until we get home.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-83753955985907955662013-10-15T22:16:01.580-04:002013-10-15T22:16:01.580-04:00You really got a bad shake the first time around! ...You really got a bad shake the first time around! Yeah, I've heard the jokes about how poor a patient a guy is supposed to be. And you're right about most women (guilty as charged) preferring to play the martyr role. My guy deserves a medal for taking over when I had some nasty surgery. More moms need to teach their boys how to cook and clean so they at least understand what is going on.Leeniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17655189620056032790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-8418766225474205212013-10-15T20:39:53.034-04:002013-10-15T20:39:53.034-04:00I am the only one that just wants too be left alon...I am the only one that just wants too be left alone when I am sick. Hand over the Nyquil and I will see ya in the morning......Mommy Bagshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14016498338534458441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-42243417049255698232013-10-15T20:35:25.666-04:002013-10-15T20:35:25.666-04:00I fell down & hurt my butt--will you kiss it &...I fell down & hurt my butt--will you kiss it & make it better? My husband WON'T!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-8716483651729903432013-10-15T12:40:24.981-04:002013-10-15T12:40:24.981-04:00someone is in a snit today...someone is in a snit today...TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-44609820678855279522013-10-15T12:32:16.946-04:002013-10-15T12:32:16.946-04:00Years ago my wife decided that nothing I can do wh...Years ago my wife decided that nothing I can do when she's sick is adequate. No amount of pillow fluffing or bringing liquids capped with all-important bendy straws will bring me praise. But when I'm sick I just want to be left alone. I get criticized for this as well. Fortunately neither one of us gets sick often. stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-82852432502408208472013-10-15T11:50:16.874-04:002013-10-15T11:50:16.874-04:00Well! I'm really glad you don't have to go...Well! I'm really glad you don't have to go through that any more, Joeh!The Broadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04976467218216864644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-4185265860375333032013-10-15T11:38:23.163-04:002013-10-15T11:38:23.163-04:00Bingo Skip!Bingo Skip!joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-18803897489286820612013-10-15T11:28:56.768-04:002013-10-15T11:28:56.768-04:00Then, if we're lucky, we find a new spouse who...Then, if we're lucky, we find a new spouse who makes us forget all that.(not necessarily your) Uncle Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02705753220273516841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-4691658299451636502013-10-15T10:52:57.330-04:002013-10-15T10:52:57.330-04:00I won't disagree with anything here, Cranky, b...I won't disagree with anything here, Cranky, but DAMN, I wouldn't have said it out loud. I'll send you a PM with the phone number for the witness protection program. ;)<br /><br />SLowandslowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08608734222483888884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-78074206784330401522013-10-15T09:58:13.669-04:002013-10-15T09:58:13.669-04:00Katrina: Thanks for not beating me up too badly......Katrina: Thanks for not beating me up too badly...I tried to cover the birth thing in the first sentence "Women who are as tough as nails when it comes to all things children." And those Legos' hurt, how do you avoid them?<br /><br />Hey, your guy runs through burning buildings to rescue children, old people and cats...throw him a bone!joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-69541554754879635602013-10-15T09:43:09.060-04:002013-10-15T09:43:09.060-04:00Oh gosh, I have no words.
Okay, yeah, I do.
&quo...Oh gosh, I have no words.<br />Okay, yeah, I do.<br /><br /> "Man Flu is the result of women resorting to their nurturing instinct followed by their complaining instinct along with their martyr instinct."<br /><br />I hate to say this but you are spot on. I had to read this sentence a few times trying to find fault in what you say...but I can't find anything to call you on. Now, my husband is rarely sick...but if is and he needs so much as a Tylenol then I will remind him for months afterwards of how I got out of bed, went down into the kitchen and searched our medicine box, and retrieved that pill for him along with a glass of water...walked all the way back up stairs (through the snow, barefoot) to bring it to him. <br /><br />But I will say this...the human race would have died out in the first year of our existence if MEN had to go through 9 months of pregnancy and labor and all that stuff that goes along with that entire experience. You can't EVEN deny that as being a fact. My husband is a tough guy, but I swear when he gets a leg cramp it's the end of the flip'n world. Life in this house has to stop when he gets a leg cramp. It's all, "Ohhh Gawd....oh gawd it hurts....ooooh....ooooh it's not stopping.....oooooh my leg, my legggg!" and call me callous, but I just sit there and say, "How's that feel, huh, Buddy? Yeah, just imagine that feeling for 9 or 10 hours straight....doesn't feel so good, does it? Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go see if there's a game on. Do we have any beer?"<br /><br />And don't even get me started on when he steps on a Lego in the middle of the night. Oh, brother!Katrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04446770591516588794noreply@blogger.com