Liam and I were both a tad under the weather last week, we suffered from the common cold. . . Gerhard has the same thing today, only he is really sick, had to go to the doctor for some antibiotics and in his case he suffers from severe upper respiratory track infection. All in all, he has man flu. Need I say more?
So as you know, my domestic worker Sekai is in Zimbabwe for three weeks, she has been gone for an entire week. I am cooking, cleaning the house, picking up toys, doing the washing, ironing, packing and unpacking the dishwasher, because men seem to think that these things happen by themselves. They don't if there are any men reading this.
So last week when I was feeling a bit sick, I still did all these things, in actual fact, I felt so bad after spending a night away from my boys that I actually went out to supper with them on Friday night, despite feeling as if my head would explode. Add to this the fact that I am pregnant and can at best take a panado for any ailment, but hey, I am a female, we tend to generally get on with life. So as with all common colds, it passed. Not once did anyone feel sorry for me, do the laundry or pack the dishwasher (cups and saucers are happily stacked ON TOP) of the dishwasher.
Yesterday evening when arriving home after a luxurious day spent at the spa, I hear that Gerhard is dying. He promptly got onto the couch and lay there watching Summit TV, Liam told him that its a crappy movie, Gerhard did not even hear him! He promptly lay there and watched an entire hour of the worst TV in South Africa.
Now I must point out that I cannot deal with man flu at the best of times, but pregnant and no domestic worker, this is not funny. Get over yourself boys, its a friggen cold!
So as you know, my domestic worker Sekai is in Zimbabwe for three weeks, she has been gone for an entire week. I am cooking, cleaning the house, picking up toys, doing the washing, ironing, packing and unpacking the dishwasher, because men seem to think that these things happen by themselves. They don't if there are any men reading this.
So last week when I was feeling a bit sick, I still did all these things, in actual fact, I felt so bad after spending a night away from my boys that I actually went out to supper with them on Friday night, despite feeling as if my head would explode. Add to this the fact that I am pregnant and can at best take a panado for any ailment, but hey, I am a female, we tend to generally get on with life. So as with all common colds, it passed. Not once did anyone feel sorry for me, do the laundry or pack the dishwasher (cups and saucers are happily stacked ON TOP) of the dishwasher.
Yesterday evening when arriving home after a luxurious day spent at the spa, I hear that Gerhard is dying. He promptly got onto the couch and lay there watching Summit TV, Liam told him that its a crappy movie, Gerhard did not even hear him! He promptly lay there and watched an entire hour of the worst TV in South Africa.
Now I must point out that I cannot deal with man flu at the best of times, but pregnant and no domestic worker, this is not funny. Get over yourself boys, its a friggen cold!
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