Hi all, just wanted to join in. DH has (probably) got fibromyalgia, plus sleep apnoea plus diabetes (no dx on that yet) plus hypogonadism plus something about raised iron levels whose name I've forgotten (no point given no-one gives a toss about it anyway).
He uses a wheelchair outside the house, and cares for ds (3) part-time. That's about it, really. He has zero quality of life (and I don't feel much better off myself to be quite honest). I work full-time in a stressful job and I think I'm struggling to reach the zen-like calm some of you old-timers (I mean that in the politest possible way!) have reached; dh have been married for nearly 4 years.
Spot on about the frequent flier miles, we should all have gold cards that give us access to the first class lounges in the hospitals
I really feel like dh has just given up. He's never so much as bought me a birthday card. He has no contact with anyone other than me, ds, my family and his mum. I'm so tired of having to do everything, I guess.
The isolation is terrible, isn't it? Basically in the same way that no non-parent can understand what it's like to be a parent, no non-carer can understand what a toll that takes. Put the two together and that's where we all are. We moved north just after ds was born because I thought I'd find things easier nearer to friends. Friends who mostly had kids ds' age. Friends who I'd known for years. Nope. None of them could be arsed to make the effort, even to see me let alone ask 'wow, things must be rough for you, is there anything I can do to help?'. So that's worked out nicely - not.
Will have a look for the book you mention though moomin!