Man flu is bad for your (mental) health.

I need another cup of tea.

Looks like I'll be making it myself because WonderMan is absolutely definitely hanging on by his fingernails at death's door.

A few weeks ago we picked up the nasty bug that just keeps on giving. Frog started it all with the earache from hell ending into a spiral into asthma. 

So we've all had the bug come and go in varying degrees over every few days for weeks now and just have to hope it will eventually go the hell away.

And of course this dear man of mine is "soooooooo siiiiiick uuuuuuuuuggghhh I can't lift my arms I'm so weak aaaaaaarrrrrgggghhhhh My head hurts and my throat hurts and my muscles hurt and oooooooooohhhhh Have I got a fever? I feel hot. I'm cold. Really cold. Turn the heater up. I'm all sweeeaaaattttyyyyyyyy."

I know exactly how he feels because I have exactly the same bug. 

But am I making a fuss like this? No. When he asked me how I was feeling "My throats a little swollen again" must have been his cue to find how many ways he could possibly be sicker and make my life hell.

I'm sick of the drama. 

Sick of the three year old stupid questions, attention seeking and not fecking listening. I have a three year old and she does my head in on a daily basis. Getting the same crap from my life partner is torture.

And every moan is pushing my last remaining nerve until this little bug may actually end up killing him.

 I need another cup of tea. With added valium.