I wrote about this, how a Jew will feel more guilty for giving over the flu, than suffering through the illness, even though it feels like you're dying. And it does.
So FD comes home from band practice and he's shivering and he says, "I got it! You finally gave it to me! I'm dying."
His hands are ice so I say, "Get away for crying out loud!" (No, I don't say that.)
But I do get him some Tylenol and this morning, at 6:00, he's already gone to shul. Guys are crazy, seriously, in a good way though. You would never see women rush out of the house to pray with a bunch of other women. Never.
The Healthier Bubbie