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By the end of this week, the Mamamia office was a ghost town.
And it was all because of one thing: man flu.
We caught man flu so hard, most of the men – and even some of the women – in the office were out of action. As were their partners. And their housemates. And their housemates’ partners.
So, we think it’s a timely time to revisit this fine video. Share it with any men – and women – you know who have fallen foul of man flu this winter.
Now, does anyone have a tissue?
We’re battling through the death of 1000 colds here at Mamamia. Is everyone sick at your house too? Who complains the most?
Top Comments
Haha, do any of you have a hubby who won't go to the doctor, but expects YOU to diagnose him? Honestly, my husband has been cataloguing his aches and pains for weeks and asking me what I think it might be. I have no medical training. I have given up on the tired old "I don't know babe, why don't you ask the doctor?" and started simply making him an appointment and telling him when he has to go.
On another note, I got little sympathy for my recent bout of gastro, just complaints about how he wasn't feeling too good either. And no, he didn't get the gastro bug.
Yes!!! My parner goes into detail about exactly how something is hurting as if that will help me diagnose him: 'it's more of an ache than a sharp pain, sort of a bloated full feeling' etc. loooordy!
My partner has man back flu - a sore back that he feels entitled to writhe and roll around the floor and when guests walk in the house he bravely cringes from the carpet 'Sorry I can't get up, Im borderline paralysed down the left side of my body'. Note: borderline paralysed = some pins and needles in his foot and pinky finger. No joke. He convinced a doctor he needed a MRI scan, and I convinced him he couldnt have sex until he could get up from the floor (strangely his paralyses didnt effect that part of his body). MRI is clear and the threats of no sex have seen a miraculous recovery!!
My husband fell down a flight of stairs, reckons he broke his tailbone, whinged and whined, limped around all day, but still managed to get his leg over that night! And they wonder why we roll our eyes and offer little sympathy.....