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I tend to want to hibernate and watch crappy TV (come dine with me), depending on the kind of sick, I’ll want to eat something like vegetable maultaschen or buttered noodles and drink tea. My husband is really great about taking care of me when I’m sick. I don’t really want much when I’m sick normally, because he just anticipates a lot of it. The only time I find myself fantasizing about a better sick day experience comes when I’ve got really bad menstrual cramps, because what would help most is not within the realm of possibility. What I would love in a dream scenario when I have awful cramps is basically two large bathtubs lined with gardening kneeling pads, one filled normally with warm water, and one filled about halfway with cool to cold water. And I’d like to bitch and moan while changing positions and switching between them the whole time. If they’re really bad, I’d like someone else to switch me between them. That said, he makes me cool beverages and prepares hot water bottles and cold wet towels for me. He rolls out the yoga mat and listens to my bitching without complaint, which is the next best thing, given that we don’t have any bathtubs.