"You've got all the symptoms," Sue said. "The symptoms of what?"MFS.""MFS? I feel fine.""Sure, now you do, but when I asked you to vacuum the living room, you said you were too tired. When I asked you to take out the garbage you said, 'Later.' Then you sat at the kitchen table and watched me load the dishwasher as if there was some huge weight on your shoulders preventing you from getting up and helping me.