I just need the space to rant. He's driving me mad, and I really need to compose myself a bit so I can take care of him later on today!
He's as stubborn as a mule, and bloody lazy. Really, really, will not react until the very last minute.
I'm currently 33 weeks pregnant, we have a 20m old, and a teenager, and I take care of his parents, so safe to say, my hands are full.
We've had a hard few months, he's struggled with having regular work since July and I've been out of work due to my health worsening during the pregnancy.
He didn't pay any of our bills in December (conveniently forgets them all! And every month we have a discussion about how I've managed to pay them, usually through CC and overdraft. This was all different when I was in work- I could comfortably support us, but generally I'd claw back some of the money from DH.)
So anyway, December-Jan have been tough.
Light at the end of the tunnel, this job.
Before he started, he had an infected cyst. I said to him, you had that before, you need to contact the GP, get antibiotics, and get a referral for drainage, like last time.
He puts it off for 4 days. He eventually gets an appointment, he is prescribed antibiotics.
The cyst continues to grow, and gets redder, and more hot... infection is increasing despite the antibiotics. Call the GP. They might switch them.
He puts it off, puts it off, I say I'll call then.
They offer him an emergency appt, the HP says, if it was smaller, I'd have tried to aspirate it. You need to go to A&E, I'll contact the surgical team.
He decides he's going home.
3 days later, today, he decides he's going to A&E, hallelujah! They say they'll have to put him out, to get the infected cyst sorted, and he will need to go to and from the GP to get the wound packing changed.
Well, now he can't drive himself to work tomorrow, or the next day. He says, if I'm not at work tomorrow, I'll get sacked.
He will. There are important deliveries he cannot miss. I say, well I can do the work (we had the same job pre me being off on maternity. I'll provide cover for you)
No, no, no he says. You should drive me to and from work for the days I can't drive (it'll be 2 he thinks) I'm uncomfortable with it, and frankly, pissed off. The proposed journey to his workplace is just shy of an hour in clear traffic, with 20m DS in tow.
I've just been diagnosed with ICP, I'm not sleeping well because I'm so flipping hot and itchy, my back is in bad shape, and this baby is growth restricted, so the care that I'm receiving can change at any moment. If this pregnancy is anything like the one I had with DS within the next week or two I might end up back to and from the hospital daily for checks and regular scans. This is potentially the last few weeks of my pregnancy, I want to prepare for the baby, instead I've got all this stress to deal with and I feel like DH has instead of supporting me added to it.
If I hadn't at this point spent 2 weeks trying to get him to sort this out, I wouldn't be annoyed, but he's just left it, like everything else, and now Ive got absolute chaos to deal with.