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lorifromutah

Ohhh, He's gonna be ticked at me......

18 years ago

When he gets home tonight.

You know that mental midget I'm married to?

The one I rushed to urgent care last night?

Who needed three prescriptions, a big bottle of tylenol, some airborne AND a humidifier?

The one with bad bronchitis-borderline-pnoumonia?

The one who got up in the middle of the night to take a albutoral treatment and then had another this morning?

The one who the doctor told it was very important to avoid exertion and cold air so his lungs could heal?

Yeah.

That guy.

He went to work today.

He hacked up a lung between the front door and the car.

So I called the neighbor and made arrangements for the cows to be fed before he gets home tonight. Digger and I will do the chores so all he'll have to do is come home, have supper and go to bed...where he should have been all day long.

*grrr*

He says he doesn't have any days to use on being sick.

*WHAT*?

So ole Mighty Mind, instead of staying home for one, maybe two days and getting better, is going to push himself right into bed or worse, the hospital, and miss at least a week of work.

He'll try to be mad but in reality, he's too weak to fight. So he'll just sulk.

That's okay.

I can out-mad him with one hand tied behind my back.

Lori

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