Sick of playing nursemaid already!

Well, I’m two days into playing ‘Florence Nightingale’ for my darling husband, and I can honestly say that, already,  my patience has pretty much dried up.  You may be surprised or indeed horrified by this statement, and call me a terrible wife you may, but after 14 years of playing this role (at least once, maybe twice a year) I have had enough of Mick and his manflu!

“It is only an arm” has been uttered (at first under my breath) but more recently, in a rather more aggressive tone to the hubby.  You see, he seems to be perfectly capably of texting, twittering, typing, emailing with this injured arm when his need arises, (evidence in photo) but when I asked him to sign an urgent document that I kindly placed in exactly the easiest position for him, well…… was as if it was all just too much trouble and the pain was just too intense to grip a pencil for all of 2 seconds!


My lack of sympathy is a relatively new attribute! Actually, believe it or not, but I used to be the perfect wife when it came to looking after my husband. Infact, in the early days I truly admired how Mick could be so incredibly brave.

I vividly remember the moments after he snapped his achilles tendon 3 minutes into the Leeds United v Malaga UEFA cup match. I was an absolute barrajob! (Geordie slang for total mess), as I rushed down to the dressing room beneath Elland Road stadium to be with my man. As I neared his treatment table the very first thing he said to me was “are you alright pet, please stop crying it’s all going to be fine.” Now, both he, and I knew that this wasn’t going to be fine. (This was his first competitive appearance after a devastating ankle injury. He had worked incredibly hard to defy the doctor’s opinions of the previous career ending injury, and fought tirelessly through operations, rehab, and intense soul searching to make his way back). And yet, facing another horrid year on the sidelines, all he could do was think of me. My heart just bled, and I would have literally walked on blazing hot coals for this truly amazing man.

How things have changed!

Why is it, that the more that you do for the significant other, the more they expect! so indeed, the breakfast in bed, cup of green tea with honey, arnica cream to help the bruising and vitamins pills to aid recovery that I provided on the first day…….were then expected on the second morning……..and the third! I mean come on man, I have two other children, and they are far less needy!!!!




  1. It doesnt get any easier, pet, Ive had 43yrs with his Dad!!!!

    • Michael says:

      Never mind Florence Nightingale Pat, you’re Mother Theresa, putting up with it for 43 years!

  2. joseph bridges says:

    well done Kate, you are truly loved by all. Keep writing the blog, I love it. xxx

    • Michael says:

      Thanks Joe, I should probably be the one to thank you, because exactly as Pat put it….Like father like son!!! (except, one difference…although there is still time… least Micky hasn’t put out his broken elbow to shake the hand of the worlds firmest handshake yet!)

  3. Victoria harding says:

    This made me chuckle!!! Great job Kate x

    • Michael says:

      Thanks so much Vicky,
      (It’s good living with Mick, as surely, no one else could beat his amount of disaster stories, which I can then whinge (or laugh) about on print!

  4. Kate , you always said that you loved my writing and now it’s right back at you honey ! You are all class and full of honesty !
    and as for you Mick, I promise that I didn’t smile even a little as I read Kate’s honesty report……….ok….well maybe I smiled a LOT, but I do wish you a speedy recovery. The problem with women is that after giving birth, nothing can ever compare to that pain level again in their eyes and you would have to be almost 10 foot under to find sympathy from them. Good luck with that !!

    • Michael says:

      Hi Mel,
      Thanks so much for taking the time to write a comment! This blog ‘malarchy’ is totally surreal, as I never think I have anything to write about, then I start off with something….and out pours my rant (which is usually at poor Mick’s expense!)

  5. Well said Kate, about time a woman spoke out loud. Why is it when men get sick or have an injury they nearly fall to pieces in which we need to be the glue to keep them together. But if it was us, oh my goodness. Do we not carry on, looking after our families and deal with ourselves last.
    As much as I love reading Bridgeys blogs, please Kate please, keep on writing them.

    • Michael says:

      Thanks so much Cheri for reading the blog, and even more so for taking the time to comment on it.
      Your comments are great to read, because at first this blog was purely going to be about football, and Mick’s version of things……and then as per usual I wanted to put my two penneth in, so it’s good to know that it’s not just football fans that read it.

  6. Michael/Kate, I have advertised your blog on my website’s home page:

    Thanks for the chat earlier and I will email the article over once it’s written.



  7. Kate, this is just the beginning 😉 xxx

  8. Loving reading the blog by the way Kate. Clever girl xxx

    • Michael says:

      Thanks Maz, I wasn’t sure if it was all a bit too honest! I’ve often been told that I need a filter before I speak, and reckon that I have the same problem when i write!!!

  9. Michelle McPhail says:

    So enjoyed this piece Kate! Remember that night after the Leeds game. The paramedic asked Bridgey for his boots in the ambulance & he ended up in the wrong hospital,madness! Then I brought goodies to Bupa & he was on a fast – felt so cruel,ooops!
    Look forward to more stories. Lots of love guys xxxx

    • Michael says:

      Lol Michelle, I had totally forgotten about that! being wheeled into the drunk and disorderly ward at the wrong hospital, Micky being leered at by all the wounded yobbo’s, then rapidly being wheeled back out, back into the same ambulance and off on our way to try another hospital! see, this stuff is bloody priceless, and seriously could only happen to a Bridges!
      Hope that you, Macca and the kids are all well. x

  10. I love this so much – you are a natural blogger and so hilarious! Poor Mick but POOR YOU TOO! xx

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