March 23rd, 2025 12:16 am, Sunday (Sat. Night)
My husband has been off Friday, Saturday and today Sunday. He's did nothing but lay in bed and eat all this time other than at 6pm last night he went all the way 40 miles into the big city to pick up his daughter and took her 75 miles to another town to spend the night with her friends. (This is the 23 1/2 yr old daughter that will not drive herself even though she's had a driving license for 5 years!! She uses my husband's credit cards and ubers everywhere.) Must be nice to not have to drive yourself just because you are too lazy to do so. I myself spent the first 3 years here (out of 6) teaching her to drive by making her drive all around the subdivision and town. (CRAZY that my husband would not make her drive but wanted ME to make her drive.) He said "Both my kids have anxiety." I told him EVERYONE on earth has some sort of "anxiety"... GET REAL, deal with it and go on with life... geezzzzz. NOW she's going on 24 years old and he allows her to use our credit cards to uber everywhere?? Uncalled for.... pure and simply.
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My husband ATE all day today (Saturday) as he watched T.V. AND he decided to take his weight loss shot tonight (Saturday night March 22cd) about 11pm. (It's Sunday midnight now.) I asked him why didn't he wait until in the morning as he was so full... (and that medicine makes you feel VERY FULL...plus it gives him indigestion, heartburn, and makes him bloat... and feel really tired and grumpy also.) I told him I didn't think it would be good for him to take it on such a full stomach... NOTHING doing, he has to do it his way... thus he took it. Well... about 40 minutes later he begin complaining about BAD pain in the middle of his stomach under his breast bone... then it moved more left a tad lower under his left breast. (I KNOW he has lots of GAS because he was farting so MUCH... )
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March 23rd, 2025 ~~ Sunday morning 2am through 5 pm after noon/evening... My husband has had horrible pain (according to him) in his stomach that begin not long after he took his weight loss shot on a VERY FULL stomach last night. The pain begin about 35 or 40 minutes after he took the shot... bloating, bad stomach pain, heartburn, and he begin farting meaning he obviously has bad gas... he's still farting badly. I've offered to take him to the hospital...
It's 8:21pm on Sunday. I've offered all last night and all today to take my husband to a doctor/ hospital for pains in his stomach. He ATE ALL day yesterday (Sat.) and took that weight loss shot about 11 pm or a tad later, last night, on an extra full stomach.... within about 40 minutes he begin having bloating, and pains in his stomach.... since last night the pain has moved all around his stomach. He will not listen to anything... he HAS GAS... the weight loss shot makes him have bad side effects all the time. HE HAS BEEN STEADY FARTING AND BURPING SINCE LAST NIGHT... HE HAS NOT POOPED. HE HAS GAS. He doesn't want to listen to anything... He will not take a laxative, he will not take any pain meds, like Ibuprofen, etc. He will not keep a heating pad on his stomach, he will not let me make him anything warm to drink that would help his stomach... It's all ridiculous, really.
It's 8:52pm now. He said he wanted to get dressed and for me to take him to the hospital 10 minutes ago. I got dressed and got my purse and a small backpack in case he stays. NOW >>> He just asked for Ibuprofen about 3 minutes ago, and NOW he said "I think I'm just going to pass out sleeping now." ???????????????????
SO...... I prayed for him about 20 minutes ago.... he didn't know I prayed. I rubbed his thighs massaging them downward. I have a book on acupressure somewhere. I'd read years ago that if a person has gas, to rub their thighs (or your own) from the top downward in front, firmly, and that helps the gas pass through the intestines and begin movement somehow.
NOW, he's quiet and sleeping I think... I PRAY he sleeps ALL NIGHT and most of tomorrow. He's supposed to work tomorrow night. He hasn't sleep all that much in the three days/nights he's been off. He has marathon movie watched, and ATE non stop. WE watched two complete seasons of "Silo". MY husband was obsessed with watching it all... thus we DID... 20 episodes in between Friday and Saturday midnight!! He's laid in bed and ATE.
I, myself, am exhausted. I have waited on him the last three days and nights, NON STOP>>> round the clock. I bet in the last 24 hours I've gotten up and down at least 50 times! Probably more. He wonders why I'm exhausted? It's easy to lay in bed and have someone pack food to you, bring you drinks, and what ever you want!! EVERYTIME I'd got to sleep last night, and Friday night, I'd have to get up and get something for him, a drink, something to eat, etc, etc.
The pit bull puppy whined off and on all night and I had to get up out of bed and go to the living room 7 times and make him be quiet. He'd played in the yard all day yesterday, eaten, drank water, had a chew bone, and all he needed. I don't know what was wrong with him unless it was because my husband was restless...
Today around noon my husband got mad at me because he went in the living room to lay on the sofa and I went in the kitchen 10 minutes later to cook. I did not eat all night and day, and he knew I put out chicken and port chops Saturday to cook for today, Sunday. I needed to get the pork chops in the oven to bake... so about 12:15 or so, I got out the pots and roaster pan and got them ready to bake and got things ready to cook the flavored rice and the baked macaroni so I could eat by about 2 or 3 pm. I was getting hungry at noon. Anyway he came back to the bedroom and I came back to the bedroom about 30 minutes later. He bitched at me for waking him up when he was on the sofa. I told him you knew I had to cook... He said "You didn't have to cook"... I said "I put food out yesterday to thaw so I can cook today...and.... I have to EAT."
He'd tried to start early this morning about 8:30am with me, bitching about dust in the bedroom making his nose run... (HE JUST took his daughter to another town 70 miles away last night plus drove another 40 miles to go get her... she's been sick with runny nose, sinus, etc... PERHAPS he caught it from her???) Then he bitched about one of my cats that stays in the bedroom most of the time. (Our bedroom and bathroom is big with a sitting area between it and the bathroom.) He tried to say the dust in our bedroom and the cat litter dust was making his nose run...??????? REALLY????? My nose and sinuses are more sensitive than his and my nose was not runny, or congested!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH, and before I forget, let me add this here. I watched him get up this morning about 7:30 am and go to the dresser drawer where he keeps his Adderall and get a table out and put it in his mouth, then come back to his side of the bed and get a drink of his night drink (which is flavored drink packet that makes a red drink without caffeine). Then about 8:30 when he could not SLEEP he accused me of giving him drinks with caffeine in them! I told him you got up about 7:30 and took an adderall tablet. He said, "NO I did not." I told him, "YOU DID. I watched you go to the drawer, get one out, put it in your mouth and take it, and then come back to bed after getting a drink of your drink!!" He shut up then...
ALL the blame, bitching, mental and emotional abuse, all his attempting to deflect to me, is OLD, exhausting and I'M READY TO GO TO MY OWN HOUSE>> NOW.
I've never had anyone wait on me other than my Mom before she passed away when I was 14. The only other person that ever waiting on me at all over the years has been my younger sister who will fix me a plate of food if I go to see her or make coffee for me. We talk all the time about how we have never had anyone wait on us / care for us, 24/7/365 like my husband has (and like her husband had before he passed away). My first husband (deceased) used to make fresh coffee and bring to me in the bathtub, and sit and talk to me as I bathed... That's a good memory...sigh. The only other person I remember waiting on me was once years and years ago I so absolutely sick with a migraine headache was my oldest sister (I used to have them so bad when I was in my teens, and 20's). I went by her house and for about 6 hours while I threw up, and was sick beyond helping myself, she brought me wet wash clothes and ice for my head, and checked on me as I lay down, along with her bringing me water and Excedrin.
My point is my husband totally dismisses ALL I do for him daily, about 95% of the time. As I said I talk about it with one of my sisters many times. Her husband (now deceased) was not abusive like mine, but he did not appreciate all she did for him either. He also raged a lot with her.
It must be nice to have clothes washed and dried and place in drawers for you. It must be nice to have clothes taken and laid out for you to put on when you get out of the shower (or tub)... plus have someone hand you a towel, pick up your dirty clothes your threw on the floor and even run a hot bath for you. MUCH less >> pack meal and drinks to you while you lie in bed, or sit, watching T.V.
Sometimes I tell God when I have a hoard of money I'm going to hire a butler... I actually don't really want a butler, but I would like to have someone come in and clean twice a week... someone that does the major house work... I've tried to tell my husband before when he's threaten to make me go back to work...after forcing me to quit work 2 years ago. IF HE HAD to pay someone to work just 30 hrs a week at $20 an hour that would be $600 a week or $2400 a month. IF WOULD TAKE HIM HIRING SOMEONE AT LEAST 30 HOURS A WEEK TO KEEP THE WASH UP AND TO KEEP THE HOUSE JUST SWEPT AND MOPPED. I wash at least 4 days a week and sometimes every day. It's it's four days a week I do at least 2 loads on those days. There's NO WAY anyone could come in here (our city house) less than 30 hours a week and keep up laundry and keep the floors anyways clean! There's toilets to be cleaning, his plants outside to be watered and I cook at least 4 or 5 days a week... ALSO. That way he has left overs at least two days a week (which equals the 7 days a week).
It's 9:30 pm Sunday and he's sleeping... I pray I can get some rest tonight. I am so overwhelmed and tired with all the waiting on him the past 3 days.