Of man and flu!

First things first - guys, flu is just flu. It is not a death sentence, it is just flu! No need for you to wrap yourself in 2 electric blankets and write a will. What, you may ask, has made me put pen to paper(or finger to keyboard) about this issue? It's because I have a father, a husband, a son and many male friends, and every time any one of them has the flu I start wondering if maybe I should call the undertakers! Take my husband for example, every time he gets sick I have to almost literally feed him because he seems incapable of anything other than holding the remote in his hand. I mean the guy will die with a remote in his hand but that's another subject altogether.The man becomes a baby, he even demands certain types of food! I remember once when he had the flu,I had to rush and buy bacon, and another time I don't know how many times my hand had to feel his temperature on his forehead. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if men were to give birth, then I marvel at the wisdom of God for leaving that task with women. I cannot even begin to imagine what someone who cannot handle a common cold would do with labour, they would just die.
Sad thing is, my son is not any different. I have to kiss every scratch, big or small, or else the screaming will not stop. Right now he has got a scar from a mosquito bite which has fully healed, but he wakes me up in the middle of the night to scratch it or else sleep will not be had. He repeatedly says "ouch" until I apply vaseline to it and kiss it. What can I say, the apple did not fall far from the tree....