Ive name changed but been here for a good 9 years.
I just want a reality check to see how other people would feel. My husband and I have been struggling for a few years. I feel he puts his needs first, then the kids and then mine. He would dispute this. We nearly split up in March this year but he promised he would help more around the house and with finances. He went self employed. It tanked and we now have no savings and more debt. He’s done this in fits and starts but can’t seem to keep it up I.e the helping.
Ive been really quite unwell with some random virus. Couldn’t stop coughing. Couldn’t breathe well. Not Covid.
I had to go to the out of hours doctors twice but this is what happened the last time.
id been cooking a joint if meat despite being ill in the slow cooker for most of the day whilst I looked after the kids. He came home said I looked awful and told me to go to bed and that he would take over.
He then (he’s actually a very good cook) butchered the joint, served watery tasteless potatoes and it was just all shit. I was quite upset as moneys been tight and it was a treat and because I know he can do better. And because he’s the one who told me to go to bed! He later admitted he hadn’t wanted to cook so hadn’t given it his full attention.
So we argued about his lack of care but managed to resolve it.
Called 111 as I couldn’t breath and if anything the steroids and inhaler wasn’t working. They wanted to send an ambulance. I declined this because I wasn’t at deaths door just needed better medication.
I managed to get an out of hours GP appointment at 1.45am. We have young children so he stayed with them and I drove down to the doctors and managed to get in. It did involve me walking down a quiet street, in the cold and dark and no one except my husband knew I had gone. He said he would stay up and wait but might fall asleep on the sofa.
Doctor wasn’t listening to me. Kept putting me down when I said the nebuliser was making my chest feel tighter not better. He prescribed more steroids and antibiotics and urged me to be checked for asthma.
I got home at 3.30am. My husband had locked up the house. Tuned all the lights off except the patio. Put the dog to bed with the radio and took himself to bed because he was cold. He fell asleep and didn’t know I was home. I’ve been sleeping on the sofa as can’t lay flat.
How would you have felt? I know I wouldn’t have been able to have done that. I’d have been worried and waiting.
He was the only one who knew I was out. I could have had an accident… anything could have happened and no one would have known.
He says he didn’t mean to fall asleep… but I just can’t get over the fact he turned everything off and locked up like he intended to go to bed.
I’ve said our marriage is now over because I feel there is no care. No base line level of care.
im now worried I am making a mountain out of a mole hill And doubting myself. I don’t think this is working for either of us. But the kids :( that’s the only reason I’ve stayed and because I’m scared to be alone but mostly the kids.
sorry it’s so long.