Man Sickness

see, this is what has been bugging me about blogging. I'm about to moan abpout sick men and i KNOW for a fact that i have moaned about it before. It all comes full circle eventually.

So anyway. Adrian is Sick. He may not Make It through the night. He has Man Sickness. Different from Man Flu by way of physical symptoms, but generally exactly the same. Except this time i have to deal with his bodily fluids because he is Too Sick to deal with them himself.

However.

Upon producing a bar of Cadbury's Coconut Rough, all Man Sickness magically disappears and i am expected to SHARE said bar of chocolate.....my one reward for dealing with the sick husband and sick child all day, and the associated 16 loads of washing that accompany such illnesses. Who would like to bet $10 that tomorrow i will procure said vomiting bug and nobody will look after me??

AND i still don't have a kettle. It's been nearly a whole week since i drank a cup of tea at home. Thank goodness for going to work, where they have a non-ant-infested kettle.

I didn't mean to keep you all in suspense about my news, especially as it's really not that exciting to anyone but me! Have reached the monumental decision that we will stay here in New Zealand for the present and i will pursue my dream of becoming a midwife and apply to Auckland University next year. I'm nervous, excited, sad i'm doing it away from home but pleased to have the opportunity to study in a country that in pioneering in it's midwifery services. 'Twill be all change in the Bergman household for sure.

I can hear dramatic moaning from the sofa now.....and if you read this later Adrian i'm not having a pop at you darling....just all men in general :) Here's a piccy of us recently before the dreaded man-sickness hit......xxxxxx