1st year--The husband
says, "Oh, sweetie pie, I'm really worried about those nasty sniffles you have!
There's no telling what that could turn into with all the strep that's been going around.
I'm going to take you right down to the hospital and have you admitted for a couple days
of rest. I know the food is lousy there, so I'm going to bring you some takeout from
Tosini's. I've already arranged it with the head nurse."
2nd year--"Listen,
honey, I don't like the sound of that cough. I called the doc and he's going to stop by
here and take a look at you. Why don't you just go on to bed and get the rest you
need?"
3rd year--"Maybe you
better go lie down, darling. When you feel lousy you need the rest. I'll bring you
something--do we have any canned soup around here?"
4th year--"No sense
wearing yourself out when you're under the weather. When you finish those dishes and the
kids' baths and get them to bed, you ought to go to bed yourself!" (my personal
favorite)
5th year--"Why don't
you take a couple aspirin?"
6th year--"You oughta
go gargle or something, instead of sitting around barking like a dog!"
7th year--"For Pete's
sake, stop sneezing. Are you trying to give me pneumonia? You'd better pick up some
tissues while you're at the store."
