YUCAIPA, Calif. – Most people think of Marines as being strong and tough. That’s true in combat. But in sickness, I for one surrender like a whimpering coward.
I’m in my sixth day suffering through an ugly bout of a cold, or maybe it’s the flu. Runny, sniffling nose, watery eyes, pounding headache targeted just above my eyes; and let’s just say, I don’t stray too far from the bathroom.
In this sixth day, I’ve blown (literally) through four boxes of tissue. I think I’ve earned a rebate from Kleenex.
This nasty illness has also stricken my wife Nan. She has every symptom I have.
However, there’s a huge difference in how we are handling our shared suffering. My wife battles through the day like a brave Marine in hand-to-hand combat. She refuses to surrender to this most intrusive invader.