Bit of background. I have ms and find walking quite difficult and painful, standing for any length of time is very hard, my lower back muscles weaken and then scream at me - I am intimately acquainted with many shop floors! The last couple of weeks, my back has been really painful, stiff and generally horrid. I've had a couple of days in bed, but it's been quite a busy week this week and dh has had to go to London (150 miles) on Monday, returning on Tuesday and then on Wednesday to the Gower (prob another 150 miles) and back yesterday.
Today we did a big Tesco shop. It takes a while and I am always in pain and exhausted by the end of it. We also needed to do a few other things on the way back, so DH drove to the garage and the vet (needed to pay them), and that just left us a few things in the High Street.
2 things were at one end of the High Street and 1 half way up - it's quite long btw - DH parked the car half way up. Just as we got to the shop he had parked closest to, he remembered another thing that needed doing down the other end, so told me to wait while he ran back to the car to get the document needed. By the time he got back to me I was bent almost double. He was calling "are you all right?" so I said my back was giving up on me and there was a limit to how much further I could walk. He thrust the document at me and said "see you back at the car" and like an idiot I staggered off down the High Street, into one shop and then into the bank with the document and then round the corner into another shop as the first shop didn't have whatever it was. I tried to phone dh to ask him to come and pick me up but there was no reply so I knrew he didn't have his phone on him.
So I stagger back to the car, where he is sitting, and once I've struggled to get the door open and get myself in and the door shut again, I say "do you think you could sometimes park near where I have to go instead of just outside the shop you're going to?" and he starts making excuses like there was no parking space (there was, I saw it). By which time we are home, so I just struggled out the car, went indoors and ignored him.
The trouble is, this happens every time. I'm usually quite jocular about it and ask him if he could park nearer where I need to be as I take longer to walk and it hurts me to do so, but there's always a reason why it doesn't happen. He can't even just drop me off.
Anyway, once he'd brought all the shopping in (I know, I should have helped him) he came in to the sitting room and asked me what was wrong. I'm afraid I couldn't bear to speak to him so just blurted out "you know very well" (I've never used that cliche before), to which he replied he hadn't the faintest idea so I suggested he thought about it. Pause for nearly 2 seconds and then "nope, I've no idea" and I was childish enough to riposte "think a bit harder then".
I know I should apologise for being so childish but I'm just so fed up with him doing this and I can't bring myself to. Also, I think I had a point.
Gosh sorry it's so long. I feel better now, though. (but not apologetic 
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