If you follow me on Twitter, then you know that HH and I have both been sickly the past couple of weeks. He got “the crud” first, and despite increasing my vitamin C and continuing my supplements, he passed it on to me. Ugh.
I guess I am a horrible sick person. I just don’t want to be bothered. Just let me rest and I’ll be back to my old self when I get well. Since I’ve been by myself most of my adult life, it never occurred to me to think about how that would affect someone else.
Yesterday, before HH went to work we were sitting here talking and I went over and gave him a hug and was rubbing his shoulders. He said, “oh, you must be feeling better because you have NOT wanted to be bothered the past few days.”
I was thinking, well DUH! Not only did you give me the crud, it also coincided with Shark Week ( thanks, SingleMa, for that term, lol). So, I can’t breathe out of my nose, at night I wake up coughing up GOBS of mucus, I’m drugged up on cough meds and cough drops, and I’m bleeding with cramps.
I didn’t really think that needed an explanation as to why I wasn’t my normal self.
But apparently it hurt his feelings. He said I was like a hurt lioness and I just retreated to lick my wounds.
I guess! Perhaps I was a little crabby. I mean, I don’t really know what else I was supposed to do, though?
I’m not the kind that wants to be babied and loved on when I’m sick. Just gimme the meds and help me find my bed. At one point we were both sick and we both looked and functioned like death warmed up…so it’s not like he was a ball of sunshine, either! LOL!
But I feel bad that we had that disconnect. We really were like passing ships in the night. Some nights he slept on the couch to avoid waking me with his coughing, and vice versa. We didn’t cuddle, but I always did give him my customary kiss/have a good day/I love you speech in the mornings before work. I was feeling horrible the day I went to buy my bike and he kept trying to get me to ride it and do it his way…I haven’t been on a bike in 20 years. Couple that with being sick and not in the mood for being laughed at, and I’m I gave him the side eye and snapped at him. That’s probably the incident that is stuck in his mind.
We’re both off today, so hopefully we can get in some nice quality time and make up for else horrible two weeks.
How do you interact with your SO when you’re sick?