The Head of the Family is rarely sick. I have never seen him take any day off work in the years we've been together. Last night, he went to bed early coughing and complaining of being cold and hot at the same time. At 1am, he woke me up asking for paracetamol etc. This morning, he couldn't get out of bed and was whimpering about wanting the doctor to pay him a visit.
I've always queued up at the doctor's. Will the old man want to come to our house? I asked around and they said I'll have to call and ask. I don't even have his number, I just know how to get to his clinic...
Anyway, this is to say that men when they finally fall sick, they can be worse than 3 children combined. Though I must say that he looks really bad. In fact, I'm beginning to doubt as to whether the kids actually were ill last week because unless they hadn't suffered the same symptoms or had hidden them well, in comparison, they hadn't looked half as sick as their father. Will they catch fever and the works again?
Now I am waiting for my turn to fall sick. I have seen my children fall sick one after the other. Now my strong, steady husband is sick. I have kissed everyone even though they were coughing in my face - because I think that when they are sick all the more they needed physical contact with me.
I am starting to have an inkling of what it must be like to be old and just waiting around to go. You know you'll fall sick and you are waiting for it to happen. It's an irritating wait.
Update @ 11:30 am : Doctor as predicted, wouldn't come so I drove the Hub to the clinic. Days like this, or when there's a public transport, public school etc strike, aren't you glad that you're not working? Doctor announced that Hub has bronchitis and wanted him to rest for 5 days. Hub said are you joking? I have alot of work to do...
Then the Doctor said he could vaccinate me if I wanted. Believe it or not, I am therefore vaccinated against both the seasonal flu and H1N1 on the spot. Just like that. Should have seen Baby Boy's eyes when he saw the Doctor with the 2 needles. Mummy made sure she didn't cry, of course.