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Leave me alone when I am sick. I drink a lot of fluid, sleep a lot and wake up better. I am irritable; I don't want to hear your noise or deal with you. No, I will not make you a sandwich. I do not care where your socks are. Leave me alone, and I will reemerge later, well again.
I pretty much become much quieter and move around less, talk less, interact less...
I don't get to stay home when I am sick, so people at work do notice my lack of normal ebullience and tend to bring me medicines, tissues, drinks of water. But I don't make a fuss or ask for them.
My experience has been that men are the opposite, though: Big honkin' babies. "Oh, this is ROTTEN. Oh, I'm DYING. Where's my last WILL and TESTAMENT?"
Nah not all men. I don't stay home unless I'm really really sick. And even then I will still get up and make myself something to eat, get my own tissues, medicine, etc....
Hah, betcha thought I was referring to the mental.
What would your SO say if someone asked how you behave when you are ill? Are you a grouch? A big baby? Don't want anyone doing anything for you?
I'm coming down with the crud that seems to be going around and I can't help but think of how my mommy used to put my head in her lap and play with my hair. She'd bring me tea and soup, totally baby me. I'd eat it up if she were here. But otherwise, I'm usually too drained to care if I get any attention.
I think it's kinda cute to see how some men turn into mush when they're sick. Big burly strong kings of the universe reduced to feverish, clammy lumps of sogginess. Awwwww.
I'm pretty much a martyr. I don't want anything. Just leave me alone with a book, the television or whatever. Check in with me every few hours and I'm good, even though I feel like crap. The last thing I want is somebody bothering me every twenty minutes.
I remember when I was getting my cyst removed, there was one doctor and two nurses helping him.
The whole time the nurses were giggling at stuff I was telling them. And this irritated the old man to no end. I'd feel his anger once in a while in the ferocity of his operating knife , all of a sudden he'd be like, "bang!" and I was like "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh", then silence for 10 seconds and the rioting would restart
Soon enough, I'd have pushed him to his limit and he'd knife me all over again. This went on for half an hour.
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, all of a sudden he'd be like, "bang!" and I was like "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh", then silence for 10 seconds and the rioting would restart 
