oblivious
when i am sick, i am pretty sure i retreat to the bedroom, out of the way of the busy household life going on in my absence. i am pretty sure i do not sit in the living room, watching tv blankly while my spouse brings me dinner without regard for the spouse's own hunger, while my child prances around my chair with a chant of "change diaper!"
if i did this, i don't think i would then leave my spouse to abandon dinner cooking on the stove because i was too absorbed in tv to notice that a crappy diaper needed to be changed and that a child's freshly washed laundry (by my spouse, of course) needed to be put away.
but saying i did that, i don't think i would then be so oblivious as to continue to sit in front of the tv while the now-harried spouse then finishes cooking and brings the remainder of the food to me.
no, i don't think i'd do that.
okay, i feel better now.
update: after i wrote this, i stopped by the living room and picked up the remains of cam's dinner. i couldn't help it -- i had to get in a comment. "now i have to figure out something for my own dinner because you left me practically nothing," i smartassed. he looked so sad i felt a little guilty. but i'm sure i'll be over it by the time i hit save on this entry.