Context to the following in the hope that I don’t dripfeed:
I was very ill last year from the end of March onwards. I had blood test after blood test, a bronchoscopy, a mediastinoscopy, and was eventually diagnosed with tuberculosis of the lymph nodes although nobody was sure as I was immunised as a child & haven't lead a life where I would have been expected to come across TB since then & become infected. They treated me, the treatment was long & gruelling & can make you feel iller than the actual illness, I was lucky & whilst I didn’t make a miraculous recovery, I didn’t on the whole feel hugely worse than I did before treatment started.
During this time I also lost some of my hearing. I now have an alarm clock with a vibrating pad as well as an extremely loud alarm because I struggle to wake. To the point where I apparently have full conversations while I’m asleep & have no recollection afterwards when I actually wake up properly. This has been a major bone of contention since last year.
OH was less than sympathetic to my being ill. I spent 4, almost 5, months in bed or in hospital. He took me to one hospital appointment, and left before I was admitted for an operation under general anaesthetic because he had to get back to work. He is self-employed & we live on not a lot of money, so this was fairly understandable, but the general lack of support or understanding is not. Plus the fact that I collapsed while walking into the hospital & apparently he thought I was dying... still didn’t wait with me.
My parents came every day for months on end to look after me & our three children, my poor mum ran herself ragged taking on my role within the household as well as still running her house. My dad did all the external maintenance required on our house, which OH (a joiner) didn’t. He also redecorated the house almost single handedly to get it on the market as they had encouraged us to buy a house closer to them. All live in the same village. OH fell in love with the new house & made all these promises of help to my dad, which I knew he wouldn’t follow through on & warned them he wouldn’t. He has previous form for letting me (whilst increasingly pregnant with our first child) & my dad renovate his flat before we bought our first house. I couldn’t help this time as I wasn’t fit.
This is incredibly long & I'm missing lots out as I don’t really want to write a novel that nobody will read because it’s too long. Roll on to now, I have post-infection syndrome that is getting better but still strikes at random & results in me needing an occasional afternoon of complete rest on the settee. They are becoming fewer, further apart & lasting less time & when I can I battle through regardless. Despite being told by my medical people that I am pushing myself too hard & still need regular rest days. That’s just not possible as my mum was diagnosed with osteoporosis & 5 fractured vertebrae, which means she isn’t able to help anymore & he just doesn’t really. On to my issue this morning...
My partner stood over me in bed (we sleep separately for many various reasons) & shouted at me at 8am for not being up with the kids & because my alarm had been going off since 7 apparently. He knocked it so that the power cord dislodged yesterday & I forgot to change the alarm time which is automatically 7... then when I got up to get the kids breakfast he started shouting at me “why are you up? You don’t even get up this early on a school day” (not true). I asked him what he wanted me to do? He’s shouting at me for not getting up & shouting at me for getting up... I said I was just about done with this & he said “you are??” Incredulously, as if he is too. I wish he’d just find someone to cheat on me with so that I’m not the bad guy & have an easy excuse to tell him to get fucked. So anyway, “the kids” who were up was just the littlest wanting a cuddle with him. I’ve made her breakfast & waited for the others to wake up. I hate it/him when he’s like this.
It’s not normal for someone to stand over you in bed shouting at you when they know you’re not fully conscious & struggle to come round, is it? I know I’m in the wrong for being the one who can’t surface through the fug, but I honestly don’t believe that I’m being difficult or doing it deliberately. I take a lot of prescribed medications that all affect sleep etc.
I just don’t know what to do. I had a serious conversation with my parents the other day, well my dad as mum was keeping the kids busy, but this was her spin as well apparently, they think I should stay, after literally years of trying to get me to leave, because of the housing situation. There’s a lot of money tied up & if we split up they are worried he will demand & get half of everything because I have only worked part time since having the kids so haven’t financially contributed as much as he has & they won’t get their investment back. So I should suggest couples counselling & become a 1950s housewife as well as a 2018 partner already doing the majority of the kids/house stuff as well as my new & rapidly growing business. He shouldn’t ever have to cook dinner apparently, not that he has recently, for a few weeks. I’ve got better at forward planning & actually doing it.
I’m devastated by their sudden turnaround, but not particularly surprised sadly. Support always comes with conditions & judgement. I’m not sure my mum does agree with dad but she won’t go against him.
Talk about the overshare! Sorry, just needed to get it all out. I doubt I’ll do anything to change the situation except continue to try & break the habit of going to bed so late. I can’t personally see what’s so terrible about having a “partnership” in which one person is a night owl & one person is an early bird... It’s not like he buzzes around the house doing housework or laundry in the mornings, if I didn’t stay up late we’d never have clean clothes to wear... is that a really weak argument?
I’ve got the health visitor coming tomorrow for a chat & hopefully she’s bringing some counselling info.
I’m just so sick of the atmosphere & walking on eggshells. He never cites any fault other than my inability to get up easily... I have a list as long as his arm of things that make me unhappy & us incompatible.
I don’t want my children growing up around this & thinking that we are modelling a normal relationship. I’d drag them out of something like I’m living if I knew they were trapped as I feel I am.
Can anyone voice any opinions on this please? I know it’s awful that I don’t wake up but I try, I really do. The purchase of a very expensive, very loud & vibrating alarm clock goes towards showing this, surely?