This is going to sound rotten. And it's long.
My wife was diagnosed last year with "mild" Bronchiectasis a lung condition for which there is no cure.
She is always short of breath always tired and wiped out.
She used to be so fit. Used to do triathlons, swim 1000's of metres and run for 6 miles. She did ride London twice. Now she is always short of breath and always ill. If she gets a normal mild cold it really puts her back and has a far more dramatic impact on her than a non sufferer.
I try to support her as much as i can. I take the kids out whenever I can (2 girls aged 5 and 6) and my shifts allow. We are both shift workers and I work 7 out of 10 weekends which puts pressure on her when i am not around.
I am on a flexi pattern but have to work 90% of my shift with my team and i am dead on 90% so there isn't anymore wriggle room.
I take the kids out to clubs in the evenings as much as i can and do all the house work, maintenance and just try to take as much pressure off her as i can and I don't mind doing it (the only thing I struggle with is cooking but i can do a mean fish fingers chips and beans).
The rotten part is I can't help but blame her. Two to three years ago she started complaining of repeated chest infections and fatigue. I badgered her and badgered her to go to a gp but she wouldn't. Eventually she did go but played it down so they just said it was a virus. It all got worse. Eventually it took me, my mother and her mother two years of constant badgering to finally get her to go and get proper treatment. I can't help but feel she could have got some help back then and it wouldn't be as bad now.
All I ever hear from her is how tired she is. I try to help her but she says there is nothing I can do. I feel totally left out and forgotten about. I get that she has this incurable lung condition but it is also a very mild case. Some people end up with oxygen every night and rrally struggling and she is not like that at all.
I feel i am not married to a women anymore and am married to a chest infection.
I just want to scream at her "I EXIST. I MATTER I AM YOUR HUSBAND NOT SOME BLOKE WHO LIVES ON YOUR HOUSE AND HELPS OUT WITH ODD JOBS AND FERRYING CHILDREN ABOUT".
I know I am being selfish. I am no angel and could be a better husband but in the same way I don't know what else I could do to support her.
Just venting I guess.
Anyone have any tips?