Mine doesn't get sick very often but when he does, he's worse than a kid. Has to be brought everything to him as if his legs don't work but I just let him go. He's taken care of me when I had major surgery.

I was lucky. Mine was rarely sick, but when he was, his attitude was "go away and let me die in peace" :D

Ladies...
I think that most DH...have the rare male gene.
Mine doesn't want to see a doctor, but wants me to nurse him and tend to him hand and foot. I'm a rehab nurse...NO WAY..

A few month ago he had a tooth extractions and somehow that gave him the Green Light to play patient....
He wanted something and he would call me and then point to it.

Love him to bits ,,,but I'm not his mother.

Oh, mine is the same. Finally (after two weeks) went to the doctor for a "plugged up" ear. But then didn't want to fill the antibiotic prescription (on a Friday)...said he felt better. So on Sunday he's really moaning and hurting and wanting his RX. Nearest open pharmacy is 30 miles away. Sheesh.

I make a doctor's appointment for him,and tell him he has to go.Always works for me.

I think because this is the way men were raised... Mothers took care of them... took care of daughters, so we grow up doing the same thing. the sons become hubby's and woman for how many years have always waited on a man (most of us) I never thought about it, just did it... Years ago woman didn't work, but many things did not change when woman went to work, it only doubled her work load. :) mI do not speak for ALL men or woman, some tables are reversed :)

Mine always whines when he is sick. Whenever someone else in the house is sick he is sure he has it and spends some time on the couch. When I would feel bad with female issues he would often claim to have a stomach ache too. I agree with someone else, trade him in for a trained one.

my 1st husband, had his gall blatter taken out after about 6 trips to the er with pain, he went to the dr. then he wanted me to pick him up! well i just looked at that 230 lbs and shooked my head then turned and walked away. at home i gave him a large tin pan and a lg spoon to beat it with when wanted something and went to my sewing room in the other end of the house. in 10 mins the phone rang. it was his work, he called them, to tell them to call me and tell me to come back to the bedroom! well as i walked down the hall he yelled don't you dare laugh, well needless to say it was several mins before i could enter the room and then not with a stright face.he said he had beat the pan to death. he was mad becouse i made him laugh. i still laugh till i cry trying to tell the story.

This is typical male behavior. I take very good care of my husband when he is sick and basically spoil him rotten, but I MAKE him a Dr's appt. I tell here is a cry towel to whine into or go to the appt. and do something about it.

I think it is just a "man thing". All alike!