What kind of sick person are you?

Recently, here in our lovely home, we underwent a string of coughs, colds, ear infections etc. etc. etc. Even I who rarely actually come down with illness in my adult years caught a cold which didn't hurt but diminished my speaking voice to a hoarse whisper (not of course to be confused with the horse whisperer, a movie I didn't understand getting the attention it did.)

Now that we are all relatively on the mend (only two more days of antibiotics left for Liana) I am reflecting on my children and their personalities, and trying to remember what I was like as a child.

I know I was a dramatic child inside, when I was little I envisioned coming down with some mystery ailment that would be tragic yet beautiful. I always felt guilty if I had to wake my mom in the night because I had done something silly (like throw up on my pillow), so I would dream of an illness so terrible that it would justify the care I needed and everyone would feel sorrow and pity for me, and give me constant attention.
As I grew up I became more of an escapist, I wanted to read or watch TV, not talk or be with people. This worked against me, as I usually get sick only at important times, when I am actually supposed to be the center of any attention, like during the run of a show where I actually had speaking lines, or of course, right before my wedding.
I like to deny being sick as well, I remember in High school waking up to realize my left eye was swollen shut and saying to myself, I just need to splash a little cold water on my face and I'll be fine The pictures of that show tell a different swollen pink-eye story. When I was doing a run of Romeo and Juliet" in Thousand Oaks, I had laryngitis, I couldn't talk all day, but somehow thought I would be fine once the curtain went up. Of course I started coughing so badly in one scene, where I was supposed to be crying, that the actress playing the nurse actually left the stage and brought me back water and held me patting my back as I finished out my dialogue. (the local reporter thought it was planned and actually mentioned it favorably in his review -go figure, maybe if I had been sick more I would have landed more roles!)

In my current role as Mother I don't get to be sick, oh sure I may not feel well, but it seems unless my own Mommy is visiting I don't have the luxury of lolling around in my bed or on the couch. Those places are usually crowded with small people of mixed ages needing their noses wiped, or warm juice to drink (yuck!)
My girls seem to deal with illness differently, one is a drama queen, pointing out any little scratch and fretting about it constantly, even if it turns out to be marker, or a piece of food. One likes to shut down, and sit there, staring around her with soulful eyes not wanting to leave, but not wanting to participate in conversation etc. Then there is the baby who is so sweet I didn't even know she had an ear infection till the doctor told me at her routine check up. The amazing thing is, even though I get tired I never resent giving them the kind of attention they need, I realize I didn't need to feel guilty for waking my mom, it was part of her job.

So I am curious, what kind of sicko are you? If you are ill, what comforts you?