If this picture doesn't make you laugh, then there is nothing that can.
Yes, that is an ice tray on his legs.
He said he tried to go for his nightly run, but he didn't get 10 feet from the stairs when his legs just started hurting really bad. He is convinced that he has shin splints but I'm convinced that he is just a hypochondriac.
I have been so bitchy lately. I told him that I would like to see some sort of doctor and he tells me there's nothing wrong with me. I shouldn't go see a doctor because they'd just give me drugs. Um, if the drugs will make me feel better, yes please.
So it's not okay for me to think that there is something wrong with me feeling angry and annoyed all the time, but it's completely okay for him to self-diagnose every ache and pain he has?
I will never understand.
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