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Why can't it ever just be about me?
So, as you may remember, I had surgery a week ago. I am recovering quite well. Thanks to everyone who has expressed their concern.
Because I've been getting better and been forced to do things for myself this week due to my husband taking his vacation LAST week (before the surgery) I have been alone here all day, every day, since Monday. So, I have been forced to do more things than my physical therapist (and I'm sure my doctor, but I won't know his thoughts until Tuesday) really wants me to do.
But, as I said before, I have no choice unless I want to completely abandon 21st century norms of cleanliness--if you know what I mean. (For those who don't get it--I really don't want to walk around smelling like piss.)
So, as I've been doing more, my hubby has been doing less to help me...and seems to get irritated when asked. (Not in a "what now" kind of way, but in a sort of "flash of irritation" kind of way.) And not only that, he was told during a dentist appointment on 8/15 that he needs his wisdom teeth extracted. Which, fine, I understand that they have been bothering you--but suddenly it's as if he cannot bear the pain any longer. He goes to work then comes home and moans about his tooth all night. To make matters worse--he scheduled the oral surgery for NEXT FRIDAY.
I know that tooth pain is bad. I have the world's worst teeth, so believe me, I KNOW. But--I'm sorry, but I think it's just a bit selfish of him to expect me to nurse him only two weeks after my own surgery. My arm will not be healed fully at that time. I will not have nearly enough range of motion back.
Don't get me wrong, my husband did not do this out of malice. It's simply cluelessness on his part. And perhaps, a bit of selfishness.
I don't know what I'm trying to say, I just know it's too soon for me to be expected to be "back to normal" and I'm feeling sorry for myself.
Bah, sorry about the rantiness.
Because I've been getting better and been forced to do things for myself this week due to my husband taking his vacation LAST week (before the surgery) I have been alone here all day, every day, since Monday. So, I have been forced to do more things than my physical therapist (and I'm sure my doctor, but I won't know his thoughts until Tuesday) really wants me to do.
But, as I said before, I have no choice unless I want to completely abandon 21st century norms of cleanliness--if you know what I mean. (For those who don't get it--I really don't want to walk around smelling like piss.)
So, as I've been doing more, my hubby has been doing less to help me...and seems to get irritated when asked. (Not in a "what now" kind of way, but in a sort of "flash of irritation" kind of way.) And not only that, he was told during a dentist appointment on 8/15 that he needs his wisdom teeth extracted. Which, fine, I understand that they have been bothering you--but suddenly it's as if he cannot bear the pain any longer. He goes to work then comes home and moans about his tooth all night. To make matters worse--he scheduled the oral surgery for NEXT FRIDAY.
I know that tooth pain is bad. I have the world's worst teeth, so believe me, I KNOW. But--I'm sorry, but I think it's just a bit selfish of him to expect me to nurse him only two weeks after my own surgery. My arm will not be healed fully at that time. I will not have nearly enough range of motion back.
Don't get me wrong, my husband did not do this out of malice. It's simply cluelessness on his part. And perhaps, a bit of selfishness.
I don't know what I'm trying to say, I just know it's too soon for me to be expected to be "back to normal" and I'm feeling sorry for myself.
Bah, sorry about the rantiness.
Darlin...
Boys are dumb, throw rocks.
Love you, hugs!
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