My Husband: Superhero, or pain in the ass?

[Guest]

Spent a few hours last evening in the emergency room.

Husband came home from varsity football practice about 8:30 last night. He was limping. He chuckled as he described one of his players running into him and stepping on his ankle. He said his ankle rolled as well, but he didn't think it to be serious.

Until he took off his shoe.

THEN it quickly became a seriously swollen ankle, with deep abrasions from the cleats and the beginnings of bruising. My husband, who is not a baby about pain, was very pale and almost throwing up from attempting to deal with it.

But would he go to the emergency room? No.

So I am getting angry with him by now. He wouldn't let me call anyone, was trying to deal with matters himself, was wanting to wait until the morning.

Anyway, about an hour later ( ) we're dropping the kids off at a friend's house (they barely woke up the entire trip) and we're off to the hospital.

A couple of hours and a dozen X-rays later, we're on our way home. The ankle isn't broken. Small wonder, because today it certainly looks like it could be. (Amazing technicolor ankle).

So, hubby has the wraps, the air boot and the crutches, and strict instructions from the ER nurses to stay completely off of it for a couple of days. And additional dire warnings about two weeks of pain. And prescriptions to happy anti-inflammatory meds and Percocet for pain.

So - why am I sharing this?

Because about ten minutes ago, my husband just got home. From football practice.

*sigh*

At least he used one of the crutches.



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[Dar~]

My husband is the same way. He ate some bad chicken at a chinese place and got soooooo sick he was glued to the toilet with a bucket to puke in and he just kept telling me that he wouldn't go to the ER. Finally two days ina nd still puking we go in and find out he's got a fairly serious infection from the bad meat (DUH) he was out of work for a week. MEN!

 

[cantdog]

Testosterone and loyalty. Quite a combination.

 

[Boxlicker101]

I don't think he's either of the above, although he might be something of a pain in the ass. He seems to me to be just stubborn. I would probably be about the same, and my wife would react like you are. It's the idea of PLAY HURT! ONLY SISSIES DON'T

 

[CharleyH]

Spent a few hours last evening in the emergency room.
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I'd have been there in 2 minutes flat.

 

[LadyJeanne]

That's a guy thing, sweets. One of my friends finally decided to stop playing in the weekend football league, not because he will be turning 40 next year, but because his injuries were no longer healing by the time the next weekend rolled around.

He still plans to play on the two softball teams, though.

 

[Guest]

Testosterone and loyalty. Quite a combination.

Hi cant!

And you're right, of course. He won't abandon his players, not even for one day.

("Who's going to call the defense if I'm not there???" he asks of me.)

Gotta love 'em.

Him, yes, but men in general. You just gotta love 'em.

 

[CharleyH]

Hi cant!

And you're right, of course. He won't abandon his players, not even for one day.

("Who's going to call the defense if I'm not there???" he asks of me.)

Gotta love 'em.

Him, yes, but men in general. You just gotta love 'em.

LOL, and sorry babe. What a dork! Again, I'd have been there in 2 minutes flat.

PS: Is this psyche 101?

 

[carsonshepherd]

my boyfriend drags me kicking and screaming to the doctor, and refuses to go himself, ever. we're quite a pair.

 

[CharleyH]

my boyfriend drags me kicking and screaming to the doctor, and refuses to go himself, ever. we're quite a pair.

You need psycho 101. Class Z.

 

[OhMissScarlett]

Hi cant!

And you're right, of course. He won't abandon his players, not even for one day.

("Who's going to call the defense if I'm not there???" he asks of me.)

Gotta love 'em.

Him, yes, but men in general. You just gotta love 'em.

Ah, I was wondering if he was a coach or one of the players.

 

[Guest]

my boyfriend drags me kicking and screaming to the doctor, and refuses to go himself, ever. we're quite a pair.

I think you just love being dragged kicking and screaming.

 

[rgraham666]

Hey, I'm hurting real bad today and you don't see me whining about it.

 

[Guest]

LOL, and sorry babe. What a dork! Again, I'd have been there in 2 minutes flat.

PS: Is this psyche 101?

I possess the ability to drop my husband at the knees with a suggestive smile.

I've seen him miss the button-hole on his shirt while getting dressed when I decided to show off my new stockings.

But injuries or illnesses are a tough call. And though I have some skills, am I truly able to budge an immovable object? I think not.

And I wouldn't want to be married to someone who easily caved just because I thought something was a good idea. And vice versa.

I need to be with a strong person, someone I can respect.

So occasionally the sparks do fly.

But the make-up sex is great.

 

[CharleyH]

I think you just love being dragged kicking and screaming.

and you don't?

 

[Guest]

and you don't?

I'll kick while being dragged.

I'll scream later during the incredible sex.

That's an entirely different thing.

 

[woodnymph_O]

every man i know

waits around for a confirmed loss of heartbeat to see a doctor.
but stil they wine for soup when they have the sniffles

 

[TxRad]

waits around for a confirmed loss of heartbeat to see a doctor.
but stil they wine for soup when they have the sniffles

It's not the soup we're whining for......

it the sexy little nurses outfit.....

 

[impressive]

A "don't die on my sofa" admonition is usually sufficient to rouse mine from the death throes of the sniffles.

 

[woodnymph_O]

It's not the soup we're whining for......

it the sexy little nurses outfit.....

Alright who told ?? lol

 

[Wildcard Ky]

It's a guy thing. If they sold a 'do it yourself stitch kit' I'd never have to go to the doctor.

 

[oggbashan]

Australian Rules

If he played Australian Rules, even a broken ankle wouldn't stop him. Death is the only injury allowable as an excuse and you had better have a doctor's certificate that you are REALLY dead.

When I was younger I played through injury many times. By my 50s those untreated injuries started catching up with me. Now they are beginning to impede my activities. Kama Sutra? Is there a version with positions for those with damaged spines, stiff necks and intermittently useless arms? If not...

I'll just lie here and think of England.

Og

 

[TheEarl]

Hi cant!

And you're right, of course. He won't abandon his players, not even for one day.

("Who's going to call the defense if I'm not there???" he asks of me.)

Gotta love 'em.

Him, yes, but men in general. You just gotta love 'em.

Sarahh - I rolled my ankle playing rugby 5 weeks before Christmas last year. At best it was a very bad sprain and I was on crutches (I have knee problems, so I actually own (and when I say own, I mean haven't returned) a pair of crutches) for the week. By the next Saturday I was good enough to run without too many winces and so I played rugby again. I buggered the ankle again and was on crutches for the rest of the week. By Saturday, it was just about good enough to play on, so I played again. And hurt it again.

This continued for 5 games, until the Christmas break forced me to take the time off. Admittedly at that point in my life, rugby was the only joyous event of the week for me, but I still think I'd have done the same, even if my life had been fluffy bunnies and puppy dogs. It's enjoyment. It's loyalty. It's commitment. If I'm physically capable of playing, then I'll play. Being on crutches for the rest of the week is a small price to pay.

The Earl

 

[SeaCat]

It's a guy thing. I was once pulled out of a house fire because of an injury. (I was a Volunteer FireFighter for several years before politics drove me out of the department.) I had been hit in the side by a Halligan earlier that day. I knew what the injury was, I felt the two ribs go but I also knew what they would say in the hospital. (Nothing they could do but let them heal.) The eight inch cut on my side was duly treated with Alcohol and Butterfly Strips.

Well it seems the chief had noticed me get whacked at the accident scene then showed up at the house fire later that day. When he saw my name on the entry board he asked the Assistant Chief what I was doing inside with an injury. I was quickly pulled out of the building and transported to the hospital for several X-Rays as well as twenty some stitches. They said what I knew they were going to say, which was reported to the chief.

When the Chief hauled my ass onto the carpet later that day and asked what I thought I was doing at the house fire I informed him that the injury wasn't slowing me down any, and I would be damned if I was going to let my Engine Company down because of a little cut and a couple of bent ribs. (Hell if it doesn't stop me from having sex then it isn't that bad.)

Cat

 

[rgraham666]

I was watching Australian Rules one day on the tube.

I ask my buddy, "What's the difference between Australian Rules and rugby?"

His reply. "In rugby uppercuts are not considered standard offensive maneuvers."