Hi all, just needed to vent a little, maybe get some good advice. My husband is wonderful but can't seem to muster empathy when the chips are down - like on and off for the past six years. After my first surgery, I was shocked to see how much help I needed in the hospital. I hate asking for help, am generally the one to want to offer it. When I asked my husband if he could stay the night, he rolled his eyes, sighed and groaned, "If you really want me to, I will." Needless to say, it made a difficult situation harder. I've mentioned to him that I will ask someone else to stay when I'm in for pouch removal in October. He looked shocked, said he didn't remember acting like that at all. Anyway, we left a concert tonight and saw an ice cream truck. He joked, "No ice cream for you!" (Ice cream makes me literally explode.) I replied, "After my surgery I can have it." Then I mentioned how anxious I am about this upcoming major surgery that could very well be tougher than my first two, which were pretty rough. He was quiet, when he finally spoke, it was something like, "You do what you gotta do." I know he couldn't possibly understand how tough our road is, but a little shoulder would've been appreciated. Anyone relate to this? It makes me sad because there are many things I couldn't completely understand, yet I'd like to think I would attempt to empathize. It also makes me more nervous about this next surgery. Thanks for listening; I'm feeling a little alone at the moment.
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