My husband gives me injections, terribly sick. The back flew out again.

Yesterday I swallowed the sponges:

I’m not going to bet today! Today is holiday! I do not want!

Husband: It is your decision. of your health.

I: Why do you talk to me like an adult?! to

The husband: Okay. Then I will now tie you, shut your mouth, place you in a corner, bind your eyes, take off your clothes.

I: - E-E-E-E-E... You talk to me like an adult again!