My husband is in bed and it’s only afternoon.
He is sick
Coughing with a heavy dose of malaise
He got up late and
Shuffled around the house
In his underpants and socks
Nobody is as miserable as my husband
When he is sick
When he coughs his body shudders
He blows his nose to wake the dead
In bed he turns and tosses, snores for five minutes
When I sit on the edge of the bed
To see how he is doing
He smiles courageously up at me and says
Someday I will feel better
I know, I assure him.