Women Are Tough

Four days after open heart surgery, and the first day home, I got the following text:

“Where’s the Tylenol? I’m feeling like a pinch in my rib cage.”

I laughed when I read it because it dawned on me that if the roles were reversed I’d be asking for a morphine drip.

And Kathy has certainly been through hell with two hip replacements and spinal surgery and now this, and I’ve never once heard her say:

“I’m in pain.”

And I’ve been able to hit some job sites and the workers have been asking me how it all went, and I’ve mentioned the Tvlenol remark.

“Women are way freaking tougher,” one guy said. 

His wife had also had an involved surgery, and her pain tolerance was ‘just ridiculous.’

Giving birth is a whole ‘nother thing, and seeing a new Mom smiling about twenty minutes after THAT  is obscene.

Tough.

If a man had to give birth we’d be erecting statues of every new Dad all around every neighborhood.

Of course this a long road…

…time will pass slowly for all of us, but we aren’t hearing anyone whining about pain.