@robynhood you read me like a book, you really do. I cried when I read your post. You're just so kind. I think I upset someone on here earlier and I hadn't meant to. I sent her a private message apologising but we are in different time zones.
I've been a bit odd the last couple of days. It feels like suddenly things are catching up on me. I'm ultra tired cos I can't sleep. I've got clunking coming from the joint again and I'm scared something is going wrong with this. I'm worried about finances everything, especially January when I have no salary. My husband retired seven years ago at the age of 51. I've been the main
I have had a lot of trouble with my husband until yesterday when I blew up and told him straight that he was treating me like an unwanted pet. If he didn't love me any more, then once I was well enough I'd get the estate agent in. I told him I'm not prepared to live or be treated badly any more.
He wouldn't even come and pick me up out of hospital when I was discharged the other week because of the traffic, my eldest daughter had to do it. I had the shame and humiliation of phoning him all excited, during visiting time on the ward, that he could come for me, all he did was shout about the traffic and where did he have to park. I said I didn't know. He said you have to find out then And shouted more. People could hear every word and I was in tears. I hung up. The nurse came, pulled the curtains around me because obviously it was a small ward of 6 of us and people had heard him. The nurse hugged me and told me there was a delay due to pharmacy error and left. I rang him back and he was on his way screaming and swearing at some woman who'd cut him up at a traffic roundabout. I told him there was a delay and to go home and I'd get the eldest daughter to get me later. He was still shouting, demanding to know what time pharmacy would be done, that he was turning round now and going home, why was I crying. I said "you know what? Get lost" I hung up and broke down in tears. I rang my eldest daughter in bits. She went mad. She said I'll come now. So I got dressed behind the screen, wiped my face over, dried it and took a deep breath, pulling myself together. The nurse returned with a cup,of tea and pulled the screens back and told me pharmacy was sorted. She offered for me to stay another couple of nights in the ward but I declined. My daughter came a while later going crazy about him. Apparently he'd rung her five times and she ignored his calls. He'd left her a voicemail to say he'd go after all. He was in a panic because he knew he was in the wrong and our eldest daughter knew it too. She said he was unbelievable.
Well of course I'd made friends on the ward and they were mortified at what they'd heard. The lady opposite said how sorry she was that someone as cheerful and kind as me, has a husband like that. I said it was ok. It was the stress of him being thrown into a second role of caring. He thought he was getting away for a few days but because I ended up with major surgery, he couldn't.
Today's he's been great. Looked after me well and been a bit kinder. Daughters been tonight and that was nice.
I'm okay just a bit wobbly xxx
You see behind this happy, positive facade is a lot of unhappiness that I cover by using a positive attitude that blasts the misery away, oh and Prozac (Fluoxetine) x x x x
Love Nana moon 27 xoxoxoxox
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you've been such a support to so many people I want to come over and give you a big hug. I really hope you feel better soon Ann. Thinking of you and please feel better soon. 
