Day 1468 - Where is my Husband?

I've been sleeping alone ...

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As I continue on my quest to cough up a lung it seems I have become single in the process.  As evening falls my husband is nowhere to be seen.  Apparently my coughing is so loud and aggressive that I could wake the dead. So rather than be a dead man walking, Derek has taken to sleeping on the couch, spare room or even turfing the kids out of their beds to sleep at the other end of the house as far away from me as possible.  Hmph. I guess if the truth be known I wouldn't want to sleep with me either.   On the plus side (given I sleep like a pin and my husband sleeps like he's in a tumble dryer) it means I don't have to remake the bed every morning. Just pull up the sheet and doona and it's done!