Being sick isn’t fun. But why is it that a husband and wife can contract the same illness and the wife will down some Thera-flu and get on with her day while the husband becomes completed incapacitated? Perhaps it’s a species survival trick. If that cave man woman hadn’t gotten up to get her cave man man some water when he was “dying” from a cold, he probably would have died—not from the cold, mind you, but out of sheer perversity in his belief that he was too sick to get out of bed. Some things never change.
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I'm a married, stay at home mother of 4, with a lot of crazy going on. Being a parent is so rewarding, but very exhausting! Ha! My husband is a musician/entrepreneur with a lot going on, so I manage most of the day to day and happen to find a lot of humor in all the chaos. If the choice is laugh or cry, I'll choose laugh every time. :)