Feeling fairly hard done by.
Had a mole removed a few weeks ago, consultant advised that results warranted increasing the margins. Had outpatient procedure today to increase the margins, resulting in 12 stitches. Was advised to take it as easy as possible for remainder of evening, as large wound.
First DH asked if I'd put kids to bed, because he was 'busy'. We ended up sharing this. Even if I did feel, WTF. I should have just refused, I know.
We decide to take separate beds tonight, for my comfort (his suggestion).
And then he fecks off to bed at 9:30 to read a book, and leaves me to it.
So I'm all alone when I start to freak out about what today's surgery has meant. I am feeling lonely, unloved, and very let down by DH. AIBU or just suffering delayed reaction?