.....oh and let's hope he starts on the steroids again or the "fat burning" shit from Bulgaria or wherever it was (he was taking that when he had an affair while working for my step-mother near the south coast about 6 years ago now). Life will be lovely then cue temper, flying plates and profuse sweating. Thank God I don't have to deal with all of that again, years and years of his obsessive health "kicks* and wondering what each day would bring...!
Anyway onto today. I took DS to school this morning and he was right as rain. Had eaten breakfast and was his usual jolly self. At 4 pm Mr WT brings DS back, normally he bangs on the door, leaves him on the step with his bags and drives off. This time he is holding DS almost at arms length right in front of me. I waited for him to put him down, he didn't, he just said "can you take him, he's been SICK ALL OVER THE CAR". So I took DS in and laid him on the sofa where he began to cry, he was green, bless him and he started to shake. Then the vomiting started....poor little man, he was so frightened as they are at that age and because he has sensory issues, I think he was more sick from being sick and getting more distressed. Unfortunately, I had a lady coming to see us for a home visit today, she arrived and I could only apologise and say we'd have to rearrange. She took one look at DS and agreed. I then had to drive and pick up daughter some half an hour away with a sick DS and plenty of plastic bags. Fortunately he wasn't sick again. He's asleep now although has been very difficult this evening. That is normal post-contact behaviour but mixed up with being unwell, it's hard! I don't think he has a bug, I think he was just fed crap as usual and it was too much. The one thing I did notice today is that I felt absolute indifference looking at my husband. He's such an ugly person now that I wonder what I ever saw in him. That is definitely a sign of progress!! You just want to feel "meh" as WWK would say and I did!
I also had a therapeutic clear out today of some of the crap he left under our bed. We need to start clearing stuff now and getting organised as we will have to downsize and now is the time to start getting rid of it all. Mr WT had left piles of clothes in the storage under our bed, all stuff I bought him (charming) but all really nice things, good labels and none of which would fit him now. I had thought about dumping on OW's drive or e-baying and using the money for something nice but actually I donated it all to a local children's hospice instead. They can raise some money from it, I would say a good £200 worth. Given he wished death by cancer on me, was so disrespectful to my lovely Auntie when she was dying despite the fact she had treated him so kindly and indeed that he described my dying mother as a "waste of space", I thought it would be better for his things to bring some good to those who deserve it. This is the man who swore on our little boy's LIFE that he wasn't having an affair, that he'd never cheat and that there was no OW. No wonder son vomited . Never have I felt so relieved to be shot of that man....