My Return to Acting Like I'm Eight

Jay picked up a cold or the flu on the last night in Puerto Vallarta. He developed a sore throat and slight fever. A bit later he got sneezing and a deep, dry cough. I tried to pretend to sympathize.

   

For the first three days, he didn't share his condition. Then, last night, I got a sore throat and cough. 

When I get a cold, I suddenly act like an eight-year-old child. I want to be pampered and have others fall over themselves waiting on me. We picked up some over-the-counter medication when shopping today. I'm sure this will pretty much be over tomorrow. However, I won't let that keep Jay from attending to my needs hand over foot.  Oh, and neither of us tested positive for COVID with a few of the free test kits the BC pharmacies used to hand out.