Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Whiny Little Bitch

I have a pretty high tolerance for pain. I have ripped tendons, broken bones, sat through "The Notebook"...

But why is it, the minute I get sick, I morph into a whiny little bitch.

Honestly, I am the worst patient when I get sick. I curl up into the fetal position, I expect to be waited on hand and foot and I expect the entire world to cut me some slack cause I have the flu.

I have noticed that this trend tends to surface more in males than females. My wife is melodramatic about 50 million other things, but when she gets sick she is a trooper. Life goes on. Nothing slows her down.

Thanks God cause I need soup, toast with jelly, tea, a thick blanket and the entire Godfather Trilogy...NOW.

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