I hate being sick...it's not so much being ill, but why is it when I am ill, significant other thinks that calling me to see how I am is a great sport?
*grunt* "'lo?"
Bright chipper voice on end of phone, the kind that makes you grit your teeth when your are sick."Hewwo!! Just called to see how you were feeling."
hearty sniffle "Sick." *cough cak*
Again, with the chipper voice "Well you go rest."
My surly reply "I was until you called."
One would think that being told that once would sink through the quagmire of consciousness that "Please stop calling me, I am in various stages of resting or sleeping, and getting dragged out of bed is to give you a frigging update on how many times I have had to blow my nose." is the message, and the constant calling back is a major annoyance.
The good news is we did manage get by the business meeting without me breaking into sneezing fits.... which, if you will excuse me, I shall do right now.
*grunt* "'lo?"
Bright chipper voice on end of phone, the kind that makes you grit your teeth when your are sick."Hewwo!! Just called to see how you were feeling."
hearty sniffle "Sick." *cough cak*
Again, with the chipper voice "Well you go rest."
My surly reply "I was until you called."
One would think that being told that once would sink through the quagmire of consciousness that "Please stop calling me, I am in various stages of resting or sleeping, and getting dragged out of bed is to give you a frigging update on how many times I have had to blow my nose." is the message, and the constant calling back is a major annoyance.
The good news is we did manage get by the business meeting without me breaking into sneezing fits.... which, if you will excuse me, I shall do right now.
