He did wait until I wasn’t as sick to talk to me and I think he might have a point I just don’t know what to do about it or whether he is being a bit of a dick.
I do not like being unwell in any way shape or form. It makes me quite frustrated and I am impatient and want to get better. He says I am not acting like I want attention but I when I am unwell I don’t like the loss of control over my own body, he says I don’t like not knowing when I will get better and I’m not able to just roll with it and see how it goes. It consumes me a bit and grumpy - not to him or about him, just about being tired and sick I’m not mean to him I just think he gets fed up with me complaining and the more he kinds of rolls his eyes at me, the more I probably complain.
I’ve been unwell with viruses for nearly 2 months now, I got over one that lingered and caught another one from the kids. I’m not sleeping well, can’t exercise, work is all over the place (wfh and trying to get into the office). I am not lying in bed like a princess expecting anyone to wait on me hand and foot by the way.
He says he is worried as we age how I am going to cope with becoming less healthy and older and he has a point. I need to learn to complain less and be more patient. It’s not doing me any good to let it frustrate me this much. But he is the type of person who doesn’t even like to take a paracetamol and will suffer in silence with a headache for hours and never go to the doctors.
I did not have a good childhood and my parents were neglectful. I was not sick very often as a child but I am not sure I learnt how to manage this kind of thing and now as an adult he is finding it annoying. I would probably be annoyed if he was moaning all the time however I am a super care giver, if anyone is sick I never question it or make them feel like they are being dramatic, I will jump right in to do everything I can to help them feel better and I have a lot of empathy.
I don’t know if it’s chicken and egg, he is not unpleasant to me when I am sick, but I can also feel him rolling his eyes at me if I am under the weather. He will ask me how I slept, I will say ‘not great I coughed all night’ and then he will say well you will be better soon, it will go (whilst he slept fine) as if I am imagining I will never get better, I’m not stupid I know I will not be sick forever? and I just know he dreads me being sick and as I know he is dreading it, I just want to get better faster. Argh