Now I pride myself on the fact that I am very rarely sick, and by sick I mean physically throwing up. I get the odd cold and sore throat and have had my fair share of Tonsillitis. So much so they took them out in fact. Anyway, I was running on a 9 year streak of not throwing up until my first ever migraine a couple of months back.
I am lucky to have a husband that is built of pretty sturdy stuff and though he works outside the most he ever gets is a bit of a sore back or a cold that will leave him moaning for a few days. Beyond that there is never anything much wrong with him and he is the strong one of the two of us. Sure he will have the occasional migraine and the odd hangover that will cause the standard ill feelings but the latter is self inflicted and met with little to no sympathy.
So today has been a little bit of a shock to the system and something I have struggled to cope with. Having woken up at 6 to get him off to work, he felt a bit poorly and after half an hour decided that he couldn’t drive to work as he was being sick. He said he would wait and see how he felt as he hates not being at work. He feels like he is letting his lads down when he isn’t in a typically he will power through and get on with it. However today has been a slightly different story, every 30 mins or so he has been off to the loo again to throw up and had little to eat or drink as it doesn’t stay down.
Unfortunately, I am one of those people that really hates people being sick, I hate the sound, the smell the whole thing, it makes me freak out that I am going to be sick and that makes everything worse. Also I just feel helpless as there really isn’t anything I can do to help. I have provided water, been to get coke when requested, made toast, filled a of water bottle, taken him ice and a cold cloth all the things I can think of and yet he is still poorly. My big strong best friend is suffering and it sucks. I can’t imagine how crap he is feeling and I hate it. He hasn’t complained once either, he has just got on with it whilst feeling guilty for being poorly and not being at work. Madness!!
It is always worse seeing someone you love ill than being ill yourself I reckon. I care so much for him and wish there was something I could do to take it away from him. But I am hoping it passes and he does begin to feel better, not sure what to do if it carries on as it is the weekend…..need to see what drop in centres there are around here just in case I think….