H1N1
Tony started getting a cold Saturday night. He was in his "sick mode" all day Sunday, which consists of constantly asking me if he has a fever and moaning that he "doesn't want to die." Of course this time he could throw in the H1N1 (or Hiney, as he calls it). So I also got the constant "do you think I have the hiney?" And we run through the symptoms and decide he doesn't. I'm not saying he's not sick. He does have a fever and is obviously not feeling well. I just think he overreacts a bit. I made him red chile mexican chicken soup for dinner last night and he was asleep by 9:30. I went to bed about 10:30 and was deep asleep at 12:30am when he woke me up saying he had unberable body aches and felt really hot and needed to go to the emergency room.
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