Ah, sigh. My husband is a walking petrie dish. He had a nasty cold - which managed to infect three of us last week, resulting in one case of bronchitis and one sinus infection - and now has conjunctivitis...which is horribly contagious and I'm sure one of us will end up with it. I should just quarantine him in our room until he is better...
That said, a sick man is a very difficult man to live with. I spent most of the day fetching things for him, making him tea and sandwiches, taking him to urgent care...whine whine...but I had a sinus infection last week and I don't recall being "taken care of." I wonder; is it the "nurturing nature" of the female that lends itself to this particular phenomenon, or is my guy in particular a wuss? Inquiring minds want to know.
Right now I am reading a book by Silas House called "Clay's Quilt". It is set in southeastern Kentucky and written with the heavy "hill" accent prevalent in that area. Unfortunately, having never met anyone from the area, I can't really hear the voices in my head. But it is definitely interesting. If anyone actually reads this, I would love to know what people are reading right now. A friend of mine showed me a website that tells you the accent you have; it is