For context DH only goes out about 6-8 times a year but always gets ridiculously drunk and gets in around 3 or 4am and is then next to useless the next day. Every time he mentions an upcoming night out it fills me with dread, I'm not sure why this is, probably because he gets so very drunk and also because I hate being by myself at night.
We've just had the worst 6 weeks, I've been in hospital for a good few weeks, been home for 2 weeks and during that time was diagnosed with a very serious illness (think cancer or brain tumour). This illness is making me feel ill, very tired and upset. I've carried on working this week despite feeling awful, done school picks (which takes about 2 hours as we have 4 children in 3 different schools and nurseries) battled with insurance companies to approve the treatment I need to start asap (we're not in the uk so have medical insurance) and just generally had a really rough few days.
He asks this afternoon if it's ok if he goes out tonight (he went out last week too). Aibu to be so upset? I told him to do whatever he wanted but he knew I was upset, I could barely talk to him. I feel so let down. He said he would be up in the morning with the kids but I highly doubt he'll be home before 3am so I can't see that happening and selfishly I'd been counting on a bit of a lie in tomorrow to try and recover from the awful few days I've had. Not to mention how much I would have liked some emotional support too.