Whiny Needy Me

I may be the worlds worst sick person. I get a little tiny sniffle and I am flinging myself on the bed with my hand to my forehead in a such a dramatic manner that theater actors are standing back applauding. I try not to be this way but it just seems so natural to over act my woes. The good news is that you can tell when I am really sick and when I am merely not feeling well very easily. If I am really sick I don’t do anything but sleep. I will sleep for hours wake up eat and then go back to sleep. I neglect my dog and everyone else around me. In addition to the the sleeping when I am really sick I am horribly horribly horribly whiny instead of just dramatic.

The BF is amazing when I am sick feeding me chicken noodle soup and cold medicine and even remaining patient in the face of all my needy demands. I want a chi tea, I want saltine crackers, I want to watch reruns of Friends, you get my point. What he doesn’t get is my need to sleep all day he just looks at me like I am crazy and keeps bothering me. I try to explain to him I really will recover faster if you leave me the hell alone. But he wants to talk to me or show me the latest app he has downloaded or wants me to listen to the new Devil Wears Prada CD. Or the worse thing of all go out to dinner. Please honey take the kids have a nice dinner go to the movie just leave me alone.

I of course will never say these things to him because he calmly and sweetly meets all my crazy ill time demands. This weekend I have come up with a solution to my dilemma….instead of taking so called Day Time cold medicine I have decided to only take Night Time medicine. That way I can sleep through the endless noise and conversation going on around me with out missing a beat. I will let you know how it all turns out.