DH slow talked to me

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Like. I'm. A. Moron.

So as not to drip feed: I have fibromyalgia and other conditions. I take heavy duty painkillers and have fatigue. My cognitive functions are slower than they used to be; this is the most distressing symptom out of everything I have. I feel like a piece of who I am is lost.

I was trying to speak to DH. I told him I was going upstairs to bed, but I hadn't had my evening painkillers yet. I was then going to say, can you bring me up some fruit and I'll take them with that. He interrupted me.

He asked if there was any bread upstairs (we have a toaster in our bedroom essential for off days when moving is hard). Because he interrupted me, it took me a while to work out how to answer. I was thinking about the answer to the question, but also the relevance. So I didn't answer straight away, I gave him a confused look. So he 'slow talked' at me. Is. There. Any. Bread. Up. There?

I'm right to be miffed, aren't I? He's being a dick? Or am I being sensitive?

Poor OP, YANBU.

The toaster tangent is golden, though.

(I mean Rudgie's response to the toaster is a golden tangent. SO much wtf to you Rudgie)

I'd cut him some slack, sometimes it get difficult dealing with a person with an impairment all day every day. My parents had an extremely close and loving relationship, but my father became increasingly deaf and there was the odd moment when, after my mother had repeated something several times, she would end up saying "Oh, for God's sake, it doesn't matter!" Which was obviously hurtful to him, but I could understand how the pressures had simply built up and spilt over in her. I don't think it made her a dick.

Thanks everyone. I didn't react to it at all, my thinking was too slow . I had to replay it. I knew I was pissed off but couldn't work out how it had just happened. Only when I got to the bit about him interrupting me did I realise why I was so slow to respond.

I've let it go. It definitely wasn't him trying to be helpful. He was annoyed and impatient.

For pp worried about my toaster, it sits nicely on a shelf. Next to the kettle. Just above the TV. Which is above the fridge. In a purpose built unit full of safety features and cool lighting effects. I also have Alexa in bed so I don't have to switch the lights off...or turning the heating on.

I definitely cope with my illness better than DH copes with being my carer at times. I'll let him have this one. Thanks everyone! x

I'm sure your condition is very very hard for you, but I can also appreciate that living with someone with the condition can be very very hard. It wasn't a nice thing to do, but me & my OH can be dicks to each other sometimes too. We're all human.

I have sometimes done this with my DM I know, I know

Nothing wrong with being called a PA if that is your actual job.

There's nothing wrong with being a nurse, but if you're a doctor you wouldn't want to be called that. Nothing wrong with being a police constable but if you're a detective then you wouldnt want to be called that.

Exactly, Spacezombies. I have been a PA and a bloody good one, but his remark was supercilious.