Reblogged from Jim Webster, aka Tallis Steelyard:
Some people are notorious for their ability to enjoy ill health. They revel in it. They take to their beds with alacrity and when the inevitable stream of visitors arrive bearing fruit or delicacies for the invalid, they are met by the patient coughing pathetically, but still managing to smile faintly in an ‘oh so tired’ manner. The cynic would comment that at least they are out of the way. Their voice too faint to reach the ears of those working downstairs, they are forced to draw attention to their needs by hammering on the floor with a shoe.
Eventually they rise from their beds and shuffle gingerly downstairs, husbanding what little strength they have. They take their place on a couch, perhaps with a light blanket drawn over them. There, enthroned, they dominate the household. Nothing happens without them noticing, commenting upon, and of course wisely suggesting ways it could have been done better (and more quietly, without disturbing them) had they only been asked.
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
I know a few of them. 🤣
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There are a lot of them about 🙂
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Yup!
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😉
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For ‘professional’ invalids I always advocate cold showers, brisk runs and rolling in snow,
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My joints cringe at the very thought… 😉
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It has to be said I am not often asked for a repeat prescription 😉
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I wonder why? 😉
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I cannot imagine 😉
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😀
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