Sick Day

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Max and I both have colds. I don’t feel really bad beyond that I wish I could detach my nose. But I absolutely dread the words,” I think I’m getting a cold” from him. Call me a cold-hearted bitch if you want, but I dearly hate it when he gets sick. My 6’4” 210# military man turns into the biggest pain-in-the-ass BABY. Max thinks that he’s got The Plague, or at least pneumonia. He will talk about how every tiny detail. He will also carry on for at least three weeks. Every time. He wants me to fuss over him, hold his hand and delicately mop his brow (never mind that it’s not “fevered” ) he’d probably like to be spoon fed while I’m wearing a slutty nurse costume also. I kid you not.

I’m trying to be nicer and more attentive, but omg when I’m sick I just want to be lefp alone in my nice dark, quiet room.Please don’t bother to check on me, I’ll emerge in a couple of days and call it good.