As the winter months approach and temperatures plummet, the warm summer sun soon becomes a distant memory. The common cold often spreads, but most people still manage to get through the working day with a large pack of tissues and a cozy sweater. Man flu, however, is a whole other story.
A much more serious form of flu, this cruel virus targets only men, hitting them hard and rendering them completely useless. In 2014 Sydney Waters witnessed her husband being struck down with this deadly man flu. And in an attempt to warn other wives and mothers, she revealed the entire shocking experience on social media, in seven side-splitting episodes.
Waters is a mother of three children who are all aged under four, and she documents her hectic lifestyle through a lighthearted blog called Strollin With My Homies. Waters’ husband Ty regularly features in his wife’s posts, but this account certainly didn’t reveal his best qualities.
The hilarious story began when Waters heard her beloved partner cough downstairs, which triggered a memory she would rather forget. It made the mom-of-three recall the time he was struck down with dreaded man flu. And her brutally honest account of that fateful day left readers in tears. But they weren’t tears of sadness or pity for her sick hubby Ty.
Rather, they were tears of laughter, as Waters documented a step-by-step account of how Ty went from a fully functional human being to an unresponsive “possum” right before her eyes. Not only that, but she also knew he had caught it off her, as she’d been suffering flu symptoms herself all day. Furthermore, Waters was pregnant with her second child at the time, while her first baby had arrived just six months earlier.
But this illness wasn’t pregnancy-related. Waters realized she had stomach flu after witnessing Ty develop identical symptoms. “It was definitely not morning sickness, because I watched my husband transform right before my eyes, stumbling around saying he’s going to puke,” she wrote.
After that, things went downhill as she watched her life partner succumb to the dreaded man flu. “The moment he says he’s feeling sick my eyes automatically roll into the back of my head and touch my spine,” Waters wrote. But despite her instinct to assume the worst, she initially pushed away any negative thoughts and tried her best to play the caring wife. That didn’t prove easy, however!
“Ok babe. You’re going to be fine. Just go to the bathroom and try to relax,” Waters told Ty. He failed to heed her advice, though, and after Ty vomited on a sink full of dishes, his less than impressed wife abandoned the softly-softly approach and adopted a more direct manner. Which is when the story took a hilarious turn.
In fact, Waters exposed Ty as a less than ideal patient and gave the reader a vivid account of his progress that day. “He’s obnoxiously loud when he’s barfing to make sure I know this is the real deal,” she wrote. “The neighbors know it’s the real deal. The next town over knows, too.”
After convincing Ty that the bathroom would be a better place to vomit in than the family kitchen, Waters was lured into a false hope that things might be taking a turn for the better. But it wasn’t to be. And upon following her husband’s painfully slow movements, she soon discovered the drama was by no means over.
After realizing that Ty had failed to vomit into the toilet and instead had filled the bath with sick, Waters started to give up hope. When he claimed to have lost his eyesight as a direct result of the flu, the pregnant mom’s patience was stretched further. “He knew he poked the bear way too hard,” she wrote, suggesting her tolerance was wearing dangerously thin.
But the threat of Waters losing her temper with him didn’t divert Ty from his theatrical performance. He continued to declare his blindness, and when his frustrated wife wasn’t buying it, he returned to playing dead. But even lying on the bathroom floor with his pregnant spouse standing over him wasn’t enough to make Ty rein in his behavior.
“Syd… Call 911. Syd. I’m dying… call 911. Call 9….1…..1……,” Ty pleaded, taking the show to the next level by asking Waters to get paramedics to the house. She struggled to cope with the ridiculousness of the situation, replying, “Hold the phone: You want me to dial 9-1-1 and say what? My grown husband has an upset stomach?”
“Do you need me to call 911??? We just have the stomach flu and I’M PREGNANT. I’m tired. You’re telling me I am going to pick up the phone and say this is an emergency,” Waters recalled telling Ty as he lay on the floor in his own sick. “You know they’re going to actually come here RIGHT? Right? I’m gonna do it. I’m dead serious.’”
And then Waters lifted the phone. She called the emergency services for a grown man with stomach flu. At this point in her blog post, she provided a candid description of how she saw her dearly beloved. “He’s a first responder. He’s the father of my children. He’s my best friend. He’s a combat vet. He’s a devil dog. He’s a biiiiigg baby.”
After noticing that Waters had actually made the 911 call, Ty suddenly recovered just enough to get to the bedroom and put on clean clothes. By the time the paramedics arrived, he’d also regained his sight, speech and ability to walk. And if that wasn’t enough, Waters was told to follow the ambulance in her own car, as she continued to be sick herself.
“I drive my pregnant butt alone to the hospital while puking in a plastic bag with my husband in front of me on a stretcher being doted on,” Waters’ account continues. “It’s the first and last time I’ve ever considered divorce.” But things were about to turn around for her.
Within minutes of arriving at the hospital, a female medic identified Ty’s over-dramatized state as man flu. Moreover, they also admitted Waters for observation as she herself had flu and was pregnant. The situation was slowly resolved, then – but at what cost?
The following day, Waters came home to fresh vomit and poop courtesy of Ty. There was only one thing for it. “I locked myself in our bedroom until he was ready to come back to Earth,” she admitted. And her candid account resonated with many female readers.
“That was EPIC and relatable on SO MANY levels. Men are just big ol babies!” wrote one follower. Meanwhile, another blamed a case of man flu for the end of her own marriage. “The final blow came when he pulled a similar stunt, described in the story, the day after I came home from the hospital after having a full abdominal hysterectomy,” she revealed. So be warned sisters – the man flu season is coming, and it could cost you more than your bathroom.