So dh is unwell. As a result I am caring for him, 3dc from 5 to 14. (Two who need some additional help)
He is working limited hours but cannot drive so my days between school runs and my two very small part time jobs are spent ferrying him around. I have another self empoyment but this has had to go.
I am seriously stressed as he is finding his disability tough. He is in pain when I help him dress and tbh his crying out makes me feel like I am hurting him.
The last 2 days have been especially difficult. On the way home from work yesterday I trapped my finger in the wheelchair. I squealed in pain but did not get a response. At the first junction I was still suffering and he pulled me up on not indicating. I pointed out that I I was distracted due to injury. His response was a huffy sorry. Err no I want some concern at the time. He is not a great back seat driver.
Today he worked from home and when he finished he moaned about the remote control needing batteries. My fault of course and me failing to get spare keys cut. The kids lost back door keys on my birthday and I spent the whole evening searching and finding them. Yes I did mean to get some cut but I have had so much on my mind.
Tbh I am totally fed up.
Aibu