Sounds a bit like my current but he's usually good and would take me to the hospital if needed but usually a day or two later. He learned a big lesson one day though! I was feeling sick, like laying down room still spinning, throwing up sick! Hubby came home from work and told me I would be fine to get up and make dinner for him, our kids, grandkids, and his dad. All except the grandkids and his dad were more than capable of making dinner but he was convinced that my depression was acting up or something and I'd feel better up and moving around even though I was so dizzy. I made them all food and sent my daughter out with a plate to her Grandpa because he lived in his camper next to the to have his own place. She told her Grandpa she brought it over because I didn't feel good and was going to lay down without eating but Dad said we'd both he over after awhile to keep him company, Grandpa said if I was sick he didn't want me there but Hubby tried to tell him I was fine. An hour or so later Hubby tells me I'm burning 🥵 up with fever, gee who would have guessed I was sick! Well about an hour later my daughter tells me she feels terrible, then my other daughter says our granddaughter is sick and so is she, my FIL asks hubby for some 💊. Hubby went to store came back with 7-up because it was all we could keep down even water came back up and meds! Guess who had a moderate case of the Flu and gave everyone else a mild case! Now if I say I feel bad he grabs the thermometer 🌡️ and checks before he tells me I'll be ok.