of a diabetic who is much worse than my husband. He is currently in the hospital with a heart that operates at 20%....after getting a pacemaker installed. The doctors told her they don't know what's wrong. And I just wanted to scream...but I didn't! :o) I am sure his nerve endings are shot. He's been in a wheelchair for years. He, too, eats potato chips by the bag and anything else he wants.
And I wonder....no, I know, this is where I am headed.
In the past 2 weeks, I have buried myself in a project for charity. A young 15 year old girl that I know is going to be doing a walk and I am raising funds to support her. It's been good. It's taken my mind off everything going on here.
Hubby has not started his new meds yet...he "forgot" to get his Rx filled. Swears he will go pick them up tomorrow. But he has been down with pain in his back so severe that he can't walk. He "promised" to call the doctor tomorrow about that as well.
I just go hide in my studio and play with my art! It is my escape!
And I'm over my pneumonia. Thank goodness. Still quite weak and taking lots of naps....but I have a clean bill of health from my doc. It was not contageous and he said I might have gotten it from working in my basement studio, so we did go out and buy 2 huge space heaters this week....it is definitely warmer down there now!
It's always sad to meet someone who is worse off than you are. But on the other hand, it truly makes you thankful for what you have and where you are in life.
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I am a Wife of a 42 year old diabetic-diagnosed 9 months ago.
I had no idea when we married that this would be our future. The change of diet, the mood swings, the sexual issues, the side effects of meds. I am tired, and it is depressing. What an aweful disease.
The man that I used to know, active and energetic had become an angry, tired man. He has recently told me that he was no longer in love with me, that we have nothing in common. I was almost relieved, as to his moods and the needs he has has exhausted me. But when I said ok, let's end it...he became so emotional and regretful. I can not stand this disease. I am making him comply now with excercise, eating well, and taking supplements along with his meds. It is just too much...I feel so bad for the other wives dealing with it. This is no way to live.
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