It was sad to see him look so lost and scared though; you know how it is…one partner tends to be the one that doesn’t get sick or who somehow holds the household together so when the applecart is upset, chaos seems imminent! But he soon rallied and brought me water, and cocoa cola (which really helps settle the tummy, BETTER than ginger ale, IMHO) and solicitously wanted to draw curtains and close the door.
Funny, when I am sick I like to know that others are nearby; I don’t want to suffer alone. Not that I want others to catch my illness but its nice to hear stuff going on, like the tv or such..
I also like to see the blue sky, sunshine , birds, and not to feel as the final hour has come!
So the door was re opened and the curtains firmly pulled back.
I asked him to make me some soup.
It’s truly a delicious product(we usually use it for cooking but for example, the chicken variety is wonderful as a clear broth. ) BUT it is VERY salty, so one doesn’t need a lot.
Harvey couldn’t find the jar in the fridge . He (apparently ) looked and looked. Finally he did find a new jar in the pantry so made some soup but when I tasted it, I almost screamed, he had used about HALF a JAR for ONE bowl..LOLOLOL!
So he was requested to try again(poor fellow confessed that he didn’t read the label NOR did he taste it) The second time was great…