Resuming last post, the second thing I'm really hating day by day is that Lego always speaks about some desease.
I always hated going to old ladies' house and listening to her health problems or, that's the worst, health problems of every member of their family. That's what is doing Lego. I don't remember if he did it in past, and maybe it's me that in this period is intractable, but I can't stand it.
I try to show few interest when he speaks about his granda who has an urinary infection, his father who risks diabetes and must follow his diet, the daughter of the cousine of his mother (that's the real relationship) who can't have children (it's not a case of woodoo, I hope).
I try to make it short when he speaks about himself with all details of his skin alergies, his eyes pimples and every awful symptom, but he doesn't stop, even if we are at diner with our friends who show themselves evidently disgusted by the pus of his spots. And finally, if I have a little headache he judge me brainless if I simply go to bed instead of rushing to the hospital to doing a magnetic resonance.
I don't understand how could he continue behaving so, since he knows well that I hate medical subjects, above all after my degree in biotechnologies, achieved without any satisfaction.
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Oh, you are so funny! I have some health problems, but I try not to whine about them.
ReplyDeleteWell, if you whine about them with your loved one, that could still be ok, for a while...
ReplyDeleteBut he's recently telling me about the health of some relatives he Neither knew!
Something like "Oh! Today my mother's uncles came home, I didn't know them, so I didn't know that their father recently died because of [some detailed description of desease] and I found out that they live near your town! We must go visit them! They've got an (unknown) daughter who, because of a [another detailed description] can't have children!"
How could this matter to me? -.-"