So it has come to this ... after 14 years of marriage ... for the second night in a row Birding Dad has slept on the couch, and I spent the night in bed alone.
I tried talking to him, I even begged, but he is intractable.
Why you ask?
Because he has some form of Plague/Flu/Illness/Cold/Fever that has kept him home from work for two days and he does not want to give it to me.
I offered to sleep in the spare room, and give him the comfy bed ... but no, he says he's OK on the couch.
So this morning I found him, once again, with the lights and TV still on ... sleeping away.
This morning at 9:30 he has an appt. with the doctor nurse practitioner.
Posted by sunybank at June 3, 2005 07:21 AM
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