Husband has suffered several illnesses in the past few weeks and I have been spending much time fearing that I will be the recipient of them eventually.
Last week, he acquired a cough (still lingering) that caused him to lose his voice for 5-6 days. He is an actor in an Irish show and he lost his voice over St. Patrick's day weekend, so you can imagine how that went. I've had the cough myself all week, with occasional huskiness. As I have a rock show a little over a week away i am deathly afraid of losing my voice. deathly I say!
Sunday last, husband woke up in the middle of the night eliminating from both ends. I stayed home from work Monday to care for him and the dukes. Since then, the slightest tummy rumbling, pain or gassiness I feel sends a wave of fear through me. (Witnessing it was enough to ensure that I DO NOT want to experience it)
Last night, I was sure I had it but it appears to have been a false alarm. whew! Now, as long as I can keep my voice all will be well.