I hate being sick. My wife kept me up until 2 in the morning Sunday night only to wake me up at 4:30 to take her to the airport.
Once home she calls me and asks for me to bring her forgotten purse back to the airport(thank goodness we live close to the terminal). By the time I got home again it was too late for going back to sleep.
On top of all that now I have a cold......and no wife to baby me
This week can't end soon enough.