Just rub some dirt on it and get back in there!!
Maybe that’s the way some are raised.
I was raised that if you can sit up and take nourishment (and keep it down), then you can go to work. That’s the way I do it. Some will say that it’s not the smartest policy, and they may well be right but I’m set in my ways.
But when I get home, I ain’t doing shit!
I am not. If I’m super sick I would rather just be left alone, bit if it’s just a little bit of the snufflies then it’s barely a bother to me. I really don’t get sick very often anyways; part of that robust constitution that allows me to be an intergalactic gladiator.
Oh crap ladies, they are on to us. Scatter
Perhaps it is the self-professed manly tendency to “leave me alone, I ain’t doing shit” that pisses us female partners off. We still have to “do shit” even when sick, but you just want to curl up in a ball and hibernate until better. Screw that, that is the man flu personified. Goo, you all are goo.
I notice with my wife a tendency to get obsessed with stupid chores that could be done at a better time than when we have to go somewhere, or when one of us is sick or doing something more important. Maybe it’s not so much that men are babies, but if you are not feeling good, taking the recycling out can wait until tomorrow and it’s stupid and pointless to do it when you feel like crap? In other words, you DON’T have to do shit. You just think you do, which is your own problem.
(I know things change with kids, but in our case, we have no kids, no family drops by unexpectedly, and we rarely have guests…so cleaning the apartment or doing stupid chores can often wait.)
Is a perfectly valid attitude to have when truly illin’.
If this is because your guy would STILL playing on the Xbox while you ain’t doing shit and the house is coming down around you, then the problem is your guy is a loser.
The only time I’ve raised my voice to my woman is when she was stumbling around the house in a feverish haze fucking up my housework–keep that sick body in bed. To be fair, she bitched me out for nursing an apendicitis for over a week before seeing a doc about it. Neither of us got much support in our first marriages, still feels weird to be cared for.
My wife is a registered nurse. She says male patients are (generally speaking) much better to care for versus female patients.
Honestly, this is not a trait that I’ve noticed. Most of the men in my family and that I know are terrible about taking days off while sick and basically need to have half a foot in the grave before they visit a doctor or admit they’re sick. It’s not really a good trait (sometimes we let illnesses fester longer than they need to and get worse because we’re stubborn like that.)
I wonder if it was a male nurse if the female patients would be more amicable?
This was my dad. I never remember him taking a single sick day when I was growing up. When I got a little older, it dawned on me that this was a bad practice because my dad handled food for a living. I wonder how many people he gave his germs to in his well-meaning but stubborn refusal to take a fucking sick day. But to this day, when I start to think about taking a sick day, I still think, “Pffft. Dad would never take off for something like this. Don’t be a weenie.”
Yeah, it’s something that’s stuck with me, too. I remember being sent home from the office/newsroom one day after I showed up in the midst of a salmonella bout. (At least it wasn’t infectious.) I must have looked like death. It’s just one of those stupid macho “it’s just a flesh wound” type things, where you don’t let the illness set your life for you, but you continue along your day like nothing’s wrong, and therefore you feel more in control. Like I said, it’s not necessarily a good trait. My uncle who is dying from Stage IV bone cancer is exactly the same way. He’s obviously in a lot of pain, but refuses to admit it (he held off as long as he could by simply taking Tylenols for pain management), has driven himself to chemo (although now my dad now accompanies him). It’s a mentality of like, if you ignore the illness, it really isn’t there. Most of the men I know tend to be of this mentality. To be honest, most women I know are similar, although they tend to be better at going to doctor and at least getting checked out at the first signs of trouble.
Yes, it’s the Pit, and you seem to be the one who doesn’t understand how it works. In GD it would be wrong to call you a bigot due to your reasoning. In the Pit it is perfectly fine. If you have the slightest hint of sexism, homophobia, racism, etc, you will get called on it.
Your reasoning was misandrist. You extrapolated from a single person to an entire group. That’s bigotry. And that group was men, so it’s misandry. You didn’t argue using statistics until after you were called on it. If you don’t want to be called misandrist in the Pit, don’t do a misandrist thing.
Calling people a baby or insulting their genitalia not only doesn’t change that, but makes you look worse. Because now your judgement of your husband’s whining is in question. Is he really whining any unusual amount, or do you just think anyone who says anything is a baby and needs to grow a pair?
And, to tell the truth, has you not responded this way, I probably would have been defending you, using my high esteem for you and what you said in the past to say that you didn’t mean it the way it sounded. Instead, my esteem for you has gone down.
Gluten can make your dick fly off!
(That’s from the recent “South Park” episode called “Gluten Free Ebola”.)
I personally know two men who are allergic to wheat and another who really does have celiac disease, and follow GF diets as a result. But they don’t treat it like a religion or anything.
You said that everybody you meet initially assumes that you’re a gay man. I don’t think you’re pulling off that “toughness” as well as you think you are.
Ahhh, see what you did April R? You made the baby BigT cry.
I still think women consistently win 1st prize when it comes to senseless whining.
The Everyday Sexism of Women Waiting in Public Toilet Lines
Penis envy much ?
This doesn’t ring true for my experiences. We’ve heard of the meme and sometimes joke about ‘man flu’, especially when there’s a serious injury (using humour to cope), but it truly doesn’t have anything in common with my experiences in general. I personally haven’t noticed any link to the way people behave while ill and gender, though personality does shine through. Men that I’m not close to obviously don’t complain when sick, and the few men I’ve been close to have been quite stoic.
I like the graph Stanslaus described. Both myself and my partner are very far out on the Cope Alone end of the support axis. Both of us prefer to be left in peace to hibernate until well enough to join society again. We oscillate on the response axis, varying from Powering Through to Surrendering, depending on the nature of the illness and who is in better condition, but always preferring to be left alone in any event.
You had esteem for me BigT? Ahhh thanks.
I also take back whatever I said about my husband being whiny, he was diagnosed with bronchitis and now I have it. Stoopid virus, I hate it. And yes I am whining and being a huge hypocrite. I want my Nyquil and bedtime cannot get here soon enough. 
I’m a male nurse, I don’t really see much difference in taking care of men or women. Course, I’m in the ER, so that might be a factor.