When the girls were small, and I stayed home from work because of illness they somehow were ill too. The girls are on their own now with busy lives. Last Friday I was ill and was prescribed meds. Well guess who else decided they would be ill–hubby. No, he does not have my illness, he is just ill. I got up and made the sick man breakfast–appetite is still good. I then checked my work email. I am going to work. It is too much work to be sick. Love that man.