My poppet, the grown up one, not the tiny missing one, is suffering mightily with a bad dose of man-flu, a madly fluctuating temperature and a rotten sore throat that hurts a lot... yes dear, I get it, it really really hurts.
We're dosing him up with all manner of potions and he is tucked up on the sofa killing things with glee (pc game). I'm tucked up next to him in sympathy playing on the innernets. Well, it's an excuse not to do the washing up again isn't it.
This evening we're snuggled.
Snuggling is very therapeutic. I hope Ray Poppet feels better soon.
ReplyDeletePoor guy! Big hugs and virtual chicken soup from me.
ReplyDeleteOH NO, NOT MAN FLUE! So debilitating!! Hope he makes a speedy recovery!!
ReplyDeleteI was going to write "OH< NO! NOT THE MAN FLU!" but I see Hope's Mama beat me to it!
ReplyDeleteMy own MATH (man about the house) has woken up with a bad back, worse than any I've ever suffered (apparently judging by the moans and groans)! Ah dear, they're a worry!
Hope Ray Poppet gets better very soon!
Yick! A quick recovery to him (although killing things with glee is fun for men) and to you (although not doing laundry is fun too!)
ReplyDeleteMan flu is harder for the wife sometimes!
ReplyDeleteSending you both warm wishes!
Love Carly x
Ugh - hope Ray feels better soon. xo
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