My husband had a bad bout with kidney stones. Of course, being Appalachia, he declined medical attention.
It did not appear pleasant and there was a lot of "Are you freaking nuts?" out of me, but I think he's done with them for now, anyway.
Sometimes I sit around and muse about when I actually need to say, "I'm sorry buddy," and just call 9-11.
It started early though. OMG one time he flayed his arm open and his mother looked at it, got out her needle and thread, and SEWED it up. He like, DEFENDED her. He was like, "Well, if I went to the doctor every time I had an injury I would like, always be at the doctor." I was like, "Yes, and you would have learned from the experience that a) you need to be more careful and b) if you take care of yourself it's less expensive.
Other Appalachia stuff he has done: Tore out an impacted molar with rusty garage pliers.
He also nearly cut off his thumb with some type of Buzzsaw thing. IDK. I wasn't there. But he taped it up (for 6 MONTHS) and it healed up fine.
IDK maybe we all go to the doctor too much? I mean my Appalachia husband is still purring along. Although, I will say he is scarred up.
He did go when he broke his neck and got to stay and do rehab for like 18 months. Maybe he just doesn't like hospitals. IDK. But, he will get his cholesterol tested and then tell his doc he is not changing anything. I'm like, "Why bother then?" LOL.
It's hard being the wife to an Appalachian especially when your parents were GENETICISTS.
Although to be fair, my mom left us home a lot when we were sick. Sometimes in France I would be "sick" and then stroll down to my local patisserie and buy all the chocolate I could and lay in bed reading.
It was excellent. I can't imagine my ever TAKING my kid's word on that but he was a bit sickly. It was usually more me frantically cancelling my appointments for the day while the kid would be going "I'm sorry, l'm sorry I'm really not THAT sick," and me going, "Don't be an idiot, I want to stay here and take care of you."
Maybe he wanted some sweets. LOL.
It's so odd how families handle illness, the husband's would "isolate' the ill and leave trays of food outside the door! The husband was AWFULLY into me caretaking him when he was ill and there would come the inevitable day when Nurse Anna would need to turn into Playgirl Anna, and I'd be like.... Is it worth it? He will pass out for a while...."
But the kid was not allowed to hang all over me when I was sick, I guess. I finally told the husband if YOU want me to
your , I think you need to understand that I am not going to lock the kid in the attic, we're all gonna catch it anyway.
Anna
It did not appear pleasant and there was a lot of "Are you freaking nuts?" out of me, but I think he's done with them for now, anyway.
Sometimes I sit around and muse about when I actually need to say, "I'm sorry buddy," and just call 9-11.
It started early though. OMG one time he flayed his arm open and his mother looked at it, got out her needle and thread, and SEWED it up. He like, DEFENDED her. He was like, "Well, if I went to the doctor every time I had an injury I would like, always be at the doctor." I was like, "Yes, and you would have learned from the experience that a) you need to be more careful and b) if you take care of yourself it's less expensive.
Other Appalachia stuff he has done: Tore out an impacted molar with rusty garage pliers.
He also nearly cut off his thumb with some type of Buzzsaw thing. IDK. I wasn't there. But he taped it up (for 6 MONTHS) and it healed up fine.
IDK maybe we all go to the doctor too much? I mean my Appalachia husband is still purring along. Although, I will say he is scarred up.
He did go when he broke his neck and got to stay and do rehab for like 18 months. Maybe he just doesn't like hospitals. IDK. But, he will get his cholesterol tested and then tell his doc he is not changing anything. I'm like, "Why bother then?" LOL.
It's hard being the wife to an Appalachian especially when your parents were GENETICISTS.
Although to be fair, my mom left us home a lot when we were sick. Sometimes in France I would be "sick" and then stroll down to my local patisserie and buy all the chocolate I could and lay in bed reading.
It was excellent. I can't imagine my ever TAKING my kid's word on that but he was a bit sickly. It was usually more me frantically cancelling my appointments for the day while the kid would be going "I'm sorry, l'm sorry I'm really not THAT sick," and me going, "Don't be an idiot, I want to stay here and take care of you."
Maybe he wanted some sweets. LOL.
It's so odd how families handle illness, the husband's would "isolate' the ill and leave trays of food outside the door! The husband was AWFULLY into me caretaking him when he was ill and there would come the inevitable day when Nurse Anna would need to turn into Playgirl Anna, and I'd be like.... Is it worth it? He will pass out for a while...."
But the kid was not allowed to hang all over me when I was sick, I guess. I finally told the husband if YOU want me to
your , I think you need to understand that I am not going to lock the kid in the attic, we're all gonna catch it anyway.Anna
In January 2020 the new Picard ST series comes out
