When You're Both Sick...

I think the worst part of being married is when you are both sick.  We have never before been sick at the same time while we were dating and into the first month of school, we are hit hard with the cold of all colds.  We have already gone through one box of tissues and our noses are raw from blowing.  We are taking DayQuil and NyQuil, vitamin C, drinking herbal tea, and trying to sleep.  We are trying to get well while working part time, going to classes full time, and attempting to get our homework done.

We both have no desire to clean our apartment, so it is becoming a mess...and for this week the only thing that sounds good enough to eat is soup...though neither of us want to cook it on the stove.  The question is, who is supposed to take care of who when we are both sick?  It's moments like these, when we wonder why we decided to grow up and wish that our moms would come to the rescue.

The point is, that being sick with your significant other stinks.  I can't imagine what it is like for parents to be sick with their kids...cross our fingers that doesn't happen...ever...

We would totally post a picture of ourselves, but our noses are a little red and our faces are a little pale...