I’m not a whiny baby when I’m sick. I work hard to be one all the time.
I’m the son of two nurses. I’ve never been able to get away with being whiny about anything.
I’m pretty blasé about most of the things likely to happen to me. I tend to analyze things instead of getting emotional about them and illness is just another problem.
I admit, I get whiny when I’m sick or when I have a migraine. I don’t necessarily want people to do things for me constantly, I just…get whiny. 
I normally take care of everyone else, so when I do get sick myself I’m an enormously whiny baby. I don’t mind being waited on 24/7, preferrably with an unending stream of tea, nummies and pats on the head. I’ll take any attention the rest of you don’t want.
Eleanorigby, I never actually knew you are a nurse but from reading your posts in the past I always thought you seemed like a nurse. Its good to find out you actually are a nurse!
I don’t think I’m a whiny babt, but my wife says I am. She however becomes the bitch queen from Hell when she’s sick.
The only time I think I was really bad was after I had surgery to remove half of my thyroid. I was in a lot of pain and discomfort though, and I think I was only whiny for the first day after surgery. In my own defense, surgery was a new and scary experience for me, especially when the reason was to make sure I didn’t die from thyroid cancer.
My wide always says I was a whiny little beeyotch one time when I had a bad flu. My temp was like 104, and I asked her to take me to the clinic. She didn’t and yeah, I lived, but man, I thought I was going to die I felt so bad. I always trell her if I had died I would haunt her for the rest of her life as a pretty pissed off ghost. I guess you could write “I told ya I was sick!” on my tombstone. 
My husband turns into a whiny baby when he’s sick, and wants to be waited on hand and foot. Me, I want to be left alone. I do get a little whiny, particularly if I’m at work when I’m feeling really sick, and I tend to want my mommy, which is weird because she never babied us when we were sick, but mostly I want to be left alone. Don’t bring me tea at 3 a.m. Don’t make me eat when I can’t breathe. Don’t come in every 5 minutes to update me on the weather or politics. Just let me be.