My wife has been fighting a summer cold all week. She aches. She has a headache. She is miserable. And today, I started to share her symptoms. I came home from work and changed into comfortable clothes and fell asleep on the bed. After an hour-and-a-half, I got up and made my way to the couch where I slept for another hour.
When I awoke, I found my cat there, on my stomach, keeping me company and a little put out that I wasn’t more attentive to HER needs.
I hate being sick.