When my husband came home from work last Friday, coughing and sniffling pathetically, I told him to keep his distance! I even did that gesture. You know the one, where you cross your two index fingers?! But unfortunately he lives in the same house, and sleeps in the same bed. So I suppose it was only a matter of time before he managed to spread his germs.
Now I’m sitting here feeling like I got hit by a bus. My head hurts, my ears hurt and my nose is stuffed.
It’s a good thing I promised to stay with him ‘in sickness and in health.’