if so, he just wants to be nursed.

...for many of those years. I am currently almost 700 miles away, visiting my 95 year old mom. He had some dental work yesterday, and called me to ask if we had anything stronger than ibuprofen at home.

He used to be able to sew buttons on his shirts before we got married.

We, of course, have different and complemenatary skill sets, but those things I can do for myself, I typically do.

Be happy your husband can actually find the medicine!

...being 700 miles away from home.

One day I came home from work and found a plate of delicious-looking muffins on the kitchen table. On top of the muffins was a piece of paper with a hand-drawn skull and crossbones, but no explanation. I didn't know what it meant but I thought I'd better not eat one. When he turned up a little while later he explained that he'd decided to bake a batch of muffins, but instead of using baking powder he'd mistakenly used baking soda. The muffins were horrible.

...throw them away?

And it was pretty funny.

...a statement like, "Well, I had kind of a scare today," and then not say anything else.

I no longer wait for the War and Peace version. I tell him, "Happy ending or not? Let me know that first, and then give me the details." Once you are a mom, you do not like to have a story start with words like that, even if your sons are in their 20s.

cannot remember the simplest things about his iPhone and iPad, like what do the different alert sounds mean, or his passwords for sites he uses all the time, how to copy/paste, etc etc.

Pill bottle print tends to be unreadably small.

He is very near sighted without his glasses, so he can take them off and read the tiny print on some bottles. I'd have to get out my extra magnification glasses I use for needlework to read them, so I often ask him to check dosages for me.

he could bring down a complex logical partition blindfolded but OMG, figuring out how to register for a required class, or correctly coding a project on a time card.....THE ANGST!

...some of his hearing. He was recently checking his own temp with one of those little quick electric thermometers, and could not hear it beeping while it was in his mouth!

Then it will make perfect sense.

Pilots don't actually make complex decisions. The first thing you do in an emergency is smoke a cigarette, then you tell the guy in the right seat to pull out the checklist.

...is a great idea.

...Captain."

Chance.

The instructions on the bottle of ibuprofen say "take one" but I find I need 2 or even 3 for a headache. God bless menopause as I no longer get a horrible migraine once a month. For those I would need 3 of the "liquigels" which work faster than caplets.

My area of selective helplessness is misplacing stuff and not looking sufficiently thoroughly to find it.

As my wife would vigorously tell you all!

My husband is definitely more organized than I am, and much neater by nature.

Nevertheless, he is always the one who is saying, "Have you seen my..., Where are my,..., I can't find my..." keys, glasses, wallet, cell phone, etc. Most of the time, he doesn't finish the sentence. I not only usually know what he is looking for, I also usually know where it is.

She deals with complex itineraries, stressed out "VIP" travelers, and computer systems all day long.

She watches TV at night to unwind, and always asks me to explain what's going on in the shows.

Sometimes that kind of thing channels into some specific, acceptable request. It's pretty sweet, actually.

I gave up husbands & over the counter meds YEARS ago.

With acetaminophen, no more than 1 tablet at a time, 325mg. Around 2013, the CDC recommended a single dose of no more than 325mg every 8 hours for pain, etc; down from 500mg.

I try to stick to aspirin if possible.

He was a paramedic and still keeps current with medical info, so I ask him.

Computers, on the other, let's say I get lots of rebooty calls.

Her judgment would mean more to me than printed directions on a label.

It's a gimmick us old farts use to get someone else to do a job
for us. I don't go as far as breaking dishes to get out of washing them,
(the dishes are Corelle anyway), but I will feign ignorance about the
computer to get Jeannie's help, or as a 66 yo guy, I'll get the younger guys to do the
heavier lifting.