Grab the Fish: Good Bedside Manner

19 January 2007

Good Bedside Manner

3:30 a.m.

Me: Honey, I think I might have the flu. The inside of my throat is really swollen.

MY HUSBAND: Do you want to take some ibuprofen?

Me: Yes, I'll go downstairs and get it.

MY HUSBAND: I'll get it, you might bump your throat on something.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...: I love your hubby!!!!!!!!!!!

You totally scored a keeper! (But, you already know that, what with marrying him, and all.); 11:01 AM
Anonymous said...: I love your HUBBY! You totally scored a keeper. But you already know that, what with marrying him and all!; 11:02 AM
Anonymous said...: Oops! I didn't think the first one published! You can totally erase one of them, and this comment too, if you want. But hey, how awesome to have three comments so fast! ;); 11:03 AM
Anonymous said...: Go Shawn!!! What a Sweetie!! You Two..."AAAHHHHH"!!! Love ya!; 4:44 PM
Anonymous said...: Oh my....such a sweetie.; 7:30 AM

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