My other half is ill. Seriously ill.
But he is being the patient from hell.
I can put up with spending hours shopping then cooking a meal only for him to say he's not hungry.
He is seriously ill.
I can put up not being able to go anywhere on my own anymore.(except to buy more food he won't eat)
He is seriously ill.
But what is driving me to the edge of madness is the fact that for eight months now I have only slept for an hour or so at a time.