Health
A Grown Man Gets a Cold
You probably know what this story is about!
I have a cold.
Yes, the grown man referred to in the title is me.
Yes, it’s the worst thing that could possibly happen. And as I write this I know the realities of the world right now. In my small bubble of the world, being sick with a cold at this moment is awful.
I’m miserable.
I think I got this from my husband. So does he. He’s a school teacher so this scenario is not new. He comes home sick from one of dozens of potential cold spreaders, and do what I may to avoid it, a few days later my throat felt a little sore.
I don’t handle sickness well. No surprise. In my head, I think of all of those jokes I used to hear at different jobs from women sharing about their male partners being ill.
None of it was complimentary.
I realized I was well into my cold this morning when I became whiny. My husband realized it too. It makes it official when I get emotional.
It also means I am closer to the end than the beginning.
I’m emotional on a perfectly healthy day. You can only imagine what it can get like when I’m not feeling well.
