Newlywed Perspective: Sick Day Adventure
This week, fate sent us a new adventure in married-ness: being sick together. Fortunately (because we’re both busy as heck, just like I’m sure all of you are!), it was just a couple of head colds. Unfortunately, head colds are still no fun.
This week, fate sent us a new adventure in married-ness: being sick together.
Fortunately (because we’re both busy as heck, just like I’m sure all of you are!), it was just a couple of head colds.
Unfortunately, head colds are still no fun. And I really don’t look very good with a red nose. Shayne, it turns out, is kind of cute with one.
We learned, both of us in varying stages of stuffed-up-and-uncomfortable, that we both kind of like to be taken care of when we’re sick. Which was funny to me, because I distinctly remember a conversation that Shayne and I had when we first started dating where he was pretty adamant that he didn’t like people hovering over him when he had a cold. I, on the other hand, have always known that I like to be babied. Noodle soup at my elbow, something long-lasting and cheerful on television, a blanket wrapped snugly around my feet and a pile of tissues on the floor.
Yes, I can admit it. I’m a big head-cold wimp.
Shayne is too. Don’t let him tell you otherwise.
So, upon the arrival of our head-colds, and our discovery of our mutual enjoyment of being at least a little bit taken-care-of, here is what we did:
We went to the store. We bought cans of hearty chicken noodle soup, tomato soup, bread and cheese (I read recently that it’s okay to eat dairy now when you’re sick. I don’t believe it, but I’ll eat it anyway) and a box of sweet and spicy tea. Then we went home, we drank our tea, we sipped our soup, we snuggled on the couch under piles of blankets and we started a Lord of the Rings marathon.
It’s entirely possible that we’re huge dorks. But, mysteriously enough, by the end of the day we were both feeling healthier, happier, and entirely loved and taken care of.
Best. Sick. Day. Ever.
P.S. Before our wedding it occurred to me that the worst thing in the world would be to get sick just beforehand and walk down the aisle with that aforementioned puffy red nose. And so, on that note, I hope that as you plan your special day you stay healthy and happy and very well-loved.