I sometimes feel like a prisoner. My husband is quite nasty when I want to go out in the evening. This is a rare event, and only when the thing I want to go to is only on in the evening. Today he said ‘you’ll be sorry some day’.
He still spends the day lying on the sofa and nobody can tell him otherwise. For a while they thought he had Parkinson’s, but that seems to have been a misdiagnosis - the symptoms were caused by an anti-nausea drug he was taking but has had to stop taking because of the side-effects they caused. He suffers from nausea, weakness, generally feeling unwell but they can’t sort out what’s wrong. Has seen many specialists, has had every test in the book. He was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes and also suffers from atrial fibrillation and psoriatic arthritis. I don’t know how or if the diabetes is progressing because he refuses to test his blood sugar. I do feel sorry for him and try to do what I can to help, but I don’t appreciate the rudeness. He won’t allow his friends to visit, so the burden is all on me. And to threaten me with ‘you’ll be sorry some day’ - I just want to cry.
Thanks so much for listening.