A husband ill

Dressed in sweat and layered shirts,
My nose it runs, my throat it hurts,
Fuzzy-headed, steel-band brows,
Gravel-eyes, gritpaper sore,
Philtrum red, nose redder still,
Hanky-stuffed, I sneeze and cough.
Can’t stay awake, can’t lie and sleep,
Bring soup and tea – more soup and tea!
Hot stove, hot bath, then off to bed –
I have man-flu.