Posted 11/14/2010 4:57 AM (GMT 0)
the subject line says it all folks. I really need advice pronto. I don't know what to do as I'm pretty darn sure my wife just slipped into a depression, and I'm as helpful as a lost ship at sea for her. All she said earlier was all she wants is to be alone. I said if I HAD a place to go, I'd leave her alone for as long as I could be away, which she countered with - "no, I don't want you to LEAVE, I just can't be alone while living in the same house."
We'll see what happens here tonight after I shut this down and go to bed. We've been sleeping separate for about a month or month and a half now - with her out on the foldout in the living room and me in the bedroom. It was her choice to go out there to sleep back then, and has been ever since, regardless of my periodic offer (almost a plea but not quite) for her to return to the bedroom, for her comfort, and because I really miss her.
several weeks ago we talked about a permanent seperation, an annulment perhaps, or worst case a divorce, but not since. She put the decision completely in my hands to do with what I may. There are so many details I have to leave out here just due to time and if I put all of that info here it would be a mile long of text.
Anyway, we've not gotten along, but never argue or fight at all, for at least a few months if not all summer and fall. both of us are unemployed, caretaking a place just outside of Missoula, MT, and winter is coming on. I am sure, given the forum I am posting this in, that I needn't tell you what the effects are of the weather on someone as sensitive as she is to any influences that push her over the edge and into the mental void. I'm really worried about her, and I feel completely helpless here. now, let me clarify a few high points here quick: NO, she is NOT suicidal - ever. I mean this woman is so incredibly intelligent it blows me away. but she has to live with BP in her life as part of her life. It really breaks my heart, to see such an incredible woman with such a difficulty of no fault of her own.
folks, everyone, I honestly don't know that I'm up for the long term commitment that it takes to care for a BP wife for life. I'm honestly scared of my lacking of abilities. She's up, so I'm going to head to bed now, but I am here seriously calling for any input, advice, help, and any education you may have for me. I know a lot about the illness, the SEVEN different meds that she never misses a dose of, and so forth. we're pretty knowing, well educated folks here, up until I am put in this position. I hope I can contact our old priest from a former church we used to go to years ago who had a BP sister. She asked me never to tell anyone, but I did confide in him her illness, and he was very helpful and comforting. he also helped with the very beginning stages of marriage. yes, it was I who proposed to her - three years ago - 6-19-07. and ever since she has agressively "scolded" me for ever asking her. I never knew she was in what she refers to as her "manic" state at the time. to me what she calls "manic" I would call perfectly normal for anyone who does NOT have BP.
anyway, goodnight. I pray constantly, with many tears for this many years of some way to improve both our lives. I don't know what to do. I need to live a life myself that fulfills what I want, and not be so endlessly restricted in a relationship such as this. I know some of you will scorn me for saying that, but that is what my wife has been saying for at least two years now. one last note - This incredibly caring woman has literally saved my life a few times since we ever first met. under her "watch" of the past two years of medical fiascos, I've had SEVEN brain surgeries, tallying a total of NINE over the past twelve years. I am a brain cancer survivor as a direct result of her care, and one other lovely woman for the first brain tumor saga back in '98 & '99. ten years of sheer bliss after that, with my earning multiple college degrees, rodeo'n rough stock, and living life huge, then last spring, yee 'ole tumor came back for a visit. and it wasn't smili'n 'bout it. nor was I. so, yeah, I'm post TBI, with what my neuro-oncologist describes as PTSD in addition to a tough life emotionally with my wife.
Endless appreciation again goes out to all willing to lend a hand here. much obliged. Thank you.
Chuck