Well, it just had to happen I guess. Into every life a little rain must fall; but really must it POUR DOWN! Especially in the winter when you are closed up in the house.

You got it, I got sick. I bet everybody out there that reads this column has had at least one germ this winter. If you have I am sending along my “feel sorry for you button” because it is not fun to be sick.

We were doing just fine. We even had company over to play “Mexican Train”. They have been teaching us the great fun of playing dominoes. Well, anyway, I was finishing up the dishes when they left and I told the Hubby, “You know I think I have a “blow torch” going off in my throat. Of course you know how men are; he responds with WHAT, you say the silliest things some times. I told him I was serious, I didn’t think I could swallow.

Of course he had to tell me I was just great when I was eating that strawberry short cake and drinking coffee. And I certainly was doing great when my partner and I just whipped the day lights out of him and her husband. Of course I had to respond that I know but I am dying now. You know woman don’t really get that emotional when they are sick. They really don’t have time to get sick; especially when they have little ones. But believe me I thought I was going to die. I took salt water and gargled; I took Listerine and did the same. I sucked on a whole box of throat lozenges. The Hubby had to remind me that they were not candy. I guess I do not have to tell you I had a miserable night. And even worse, I think the Hubby didn’t think I was that sick.

I was up bright and early the next morning and off to the clinic I went. Of course the Hubby said, “I will drive you since you are too sick to drive”. Men, sometimes I don’t know what to do with them, but I know you ladies agree, we can’t live without them. Our life would just be too perfect and we could not stand that.

Anyway, of course the doctor said, “It was going around”, sore throat that is and of course I was coughing my head off. I got two big shots and I bet you know where I got them and home I went to take up residency on the couch. Most of the time I bounce back the next day but this time I felt like a wilted “dish rag”. You know that is not good. The Hubby of course decided if he was going to eat he better at lease look in the refrigerator to see what was in there. For some reason, he thought I should get up off my sick bed and fix his supper. Well, I must say, I give him a gold star. He took out a roast and wrapped it in foil and stuck in the oven. ALL BY HIS SELF! I could hardly believe it. Then he baked us a potato and he survived without my help.

After about the second day on the couch, I think he began to worry. I am sure he thought he might have to take care of me for a long time. I knew he was worried about the fact that I might become disabled and not be able to help him put his fishing boat in the water. That would be a terrible thing to happen.

Things started to look a little better after the third day of the medicine the doctor gave me. Of course, the Hubby was the greatest nurse I have ever had. I told him it was terrible that he did not get to take care of me as often because you know I am never sick.

I must say it took me a week to get my energy back. Of course the very day that I felt like I was going to live; the Hubby got up bright and early and told me he thought he had swallowed that same “blow torch” that I had going off in my throat.

I was a good person, I did not say, I told you so! Now he knows how bad I felt. Well, we went through the same routine, to the clinic, to the couch and now he is feeling better. But I must say, there is nothing worse than a sick man unless it two sick men!

I certainly hope you people out there don’t catch that bug that is flying around. It is too close to spring to be sick. I guess if you ever have to be sick, let it be in the winter when you can’t get out and have fun.

Till next time, take your vitamins, get plenty of exercise and with all the bad weather, “don’t fall down and break something”!