Linda2
post-grad
I've been so frustrated today that I just keep breaking into tears. My husband broke a part on the recently arrived Polar Care, so no good icing for me until the new part arrives. I'm in a lot of pain, the doctor says "try and get off the narcotics", but Tylenol just doesn't do the trick--I already take the maximum dose of my NSAID. I worked outside for the first time--getting up and down off the garden cart is a killer. Therefore my husband is trying to do things I normally do, and he CUT BACK ALL THE BEAUTIFUL LANTANA IN MY PLANTER IN FRONT OF THE HOUSE!!!! It was just fabulous this year, it's a pretty pink and yellow mix, and it would have been great until the first freeze--which very well might not have arrived for another six weeks. Everything he touches lately turns to #@&%. I know it is hard to have me around, I am not getting better soon enough to suit him, but I'm so frustrated. He wrecks my stuff, and then he's mad at me for having the audacity to be upset. He's a great guy most of the time, but this rushing ahead like a bull in a china shop has got to stop!
Thanks for letting me vent.
Thanks for letting me vent.