You haven't seen the trouble I have seen..
(to borrow a few words from Sam Cooke song)
Sometimes I'm up and sometimes I'm down
Oh, yes lord
You know sometimes almost to the ground
Oh, oh yes lord
Still, nobody knows the trouble that I've seen
Nobody, nobody knows my, my sorrow.
Oh, yes lord
You know sometimes almost to the ground
Oh, oh yes lord
Still, nobody knows the trouble that I've seen
Nobody, nobody knows my, my sorrow.
You haven't been as sick as
me... that is the cry of the male gender...
when they are sick...
At 3am... I am woke out of a sound sleep.. "WHERE IS THE
NIGHT QUILL?
No I am not taking that store brand.. I need the REAL stuff... he
says thru a nasal voice...
There
is no way, when woken up at 3am.. that it somes
out.. oh, sweetheart, I am so sorry you feel sick.. let me get up
and find it for you.. in the cabinet where we keep it".
More like.. did you look in the dang cabinet, in a voice that sounds like it came from the fog of sleep
I was in.
But the thoughts ran a lot deeper and not so nice.
This was Sunday morning... and I had to get up at the crack of
dawn to go on a Cancer walk with my daughter in Coeur d' Alene.. so 3am
was not a time for me to be nice. Besides everyone knows.. I am not
nice
until have a cup of coffee.
At 6:00am when I did get up, he was in his chair watching
television.. and as I walked thru looking for my first cup of coffee, he
sniffles, "I have been coughing all night." "I don't feel
good"
Got my cup of coffee, went back to the bathroom, pulled out 3
bottles, of Night Quill and the store brand of such, and Thera-flu or what
ever they call it, and Day Quill (2 boxes) and Coldeze tablets... line them up on the counter... And went to the dining room table, got the
Airbourne, that I had given him the night before.. Made a tea for him out of
it. A few moans... and he drank it.
I got dress, my daughter showed up.. and we were out of dodge...
Afternoon was slightly better.
Made himself some soup... cough, hack, cough, hack.. "I got it bad"... "dang kid at
work, who gave this to me."
Woes is me... no one has been as sick as me.. that is the call of
the male.
Women? They get up, fix some tea, take the meds, and start their
day. Take a nap around noon, and back up to finish the day... What a difference.
Thank goodness, he is heading back to work today.
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