I have a progressive disease. My DH knew before he married me, as I was diagnosed shortly before we got engaged.
The disease affects me physically, rendering me unable to; think straight, drive, or even walk properly when I'm having a bad day.
A normal day involves living exhausted, struggling to do normal every day tasks, and not managing with them very well. But its a largely hidden disease, and so isn't obvious unless I fall over and break a bone (which happened last year). If you met me in the street on a bad day, you'd have no idea I was struggling to remember my way home, or why I was in the high street in the first place, because it's just not apparent.
DH knows all of this, and luckily for me, loves to cook. So he does all of the cooking. When I feel able I will spring into action, but with 2 small DC, most of my limited energy is spent on them.
Every day I need to have a LOT of rest. DH resents this, and is always keeping a log of how much rest I get, and demands an equal amount. But the amount I have is not normal, I need much more than everyone else because of this awful, incurable, disease that I can't escape from, and that will never improve.
He says he can see that I need more, but every time I ask for more, he makes it difficult (tuts, sighs, grimaces), and begins to resent it if I don't offer the same to him.
The trouble is on a day like today. We take it in turns to have a lie-in while the other person does the school run. Today it took everything I have to make it to school and back, and I had to skip having a wash to be able to conserve the energy for this. DH didn't want to lie-in but wanted to go to the allotments and garden instead.
For some reason that really annoys me. I am shattered, but he is insisting on having 50% lie-ins, but then doesn't always take them, but uses it as a chance to have the morning away, leaving me caring for DC alone. It feels a bit of a piss-take when I am struggling to be honest, yet I'm not sure I am being unreasonable. I suppose I feel like he's tricking me into getting himself a "much needed rest", but then refusing to actually use it for anything other than a lovely hobby. It feels a bit dog-in-the-manger and now I am the one feeling resentful.
I know he's entitled to have some time for fun and hobbies, but it just feels a bit underhand to pretend he needs the rest and then not take it, while I struggle so he can, and then find that he's escaping for half a day on the allotment instead. I'd love to have spare time to have a hobby, but I don't have the energy or physical ability as all of my "down time" has to be spent sleeping in order to survive the rest of the day.
He's inherently selfish, doesn't like taking DC to birthday parties and swimming lessons, etc, because it gets in the way of his own hobbies. I know that can be something people struggle with if they have children later in life, like we did, as it can be too easy to get set in your ways and live for yourself.
But in spite of that, I don't want to LTB. I just want to find a way to feel ok and practically deal with this so I can somehow survive it myself too.
Any thoughts?
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Tired2015 · 29/06/2015 10:42
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