I think my family would be better off without me and my illness. I want to suffer alone because my pain hurts them. They try to help, but the circle is broken. My husband thinks i am controlling him when i am on AB and ask him not to put an ingredient in the food that makes me naseuous. He is feeding himself and the kids and really tries to please me. But whenever i tell him what i really need he takes it as criticism, lack of gratitude and controlling. We did family counceling, but im too far down to get back to driving or add to schedule therapy or anything. My tone of voice is angry because it is hard for me to talk in a house of people who arent listening. I try to be nice and pray every night that i will be sweeter to my family, focus on loving them. I do not shower much at all. I pray in the morning for strength, and then sleep all day until the whole family comes home from school and work. Then i am bombarded with them and their needs and i also ask my husband this or that and he is immediately mad.
I want hm to just tell me that h doesnt want to be honest with me about
how miserable. Make him because of illness. I dont want to be with me either. If we face the truth, maybe we can move forward together in acceptance. I want to know what his secret methods of handling stress are or not. I think he needs antidepressants because he is a tyrant. He thinks if I didn't do this or that then he would be nice. But he doesn't reach out to love me in a wa that heals. He is focused on survival and is missing th spiritual component. We aren't healing together. We are getting sicker.
We have 3 boys and married. Was very a active career an mother. Built our house milled our own wood. I got diagnosed in 2009. The year prior i had a successful. Surgery for breast cancer. Total reconstruction and ovaries removed. That was age 37-8. Now i am 43 and have no had my body for some time. 3 rounds of (n home iv's, given only after two years plus, on tons of different oral ab's, herbal, detox, etc. I have a LLdr in NC and was so glad when i finally got the IV. I herxed for three years and got to a plateau in year 4. In 2013, my Dr. Told me that due to the bart, bab, scar tissu, and symptoms. Had years prior, i was not responding as well as his other pati. His outlook for me is chronic mantenanc. Since then, i have declined. I sleep more, do less, and become hopeless during times that are not as bad as the first 3 years. My prognosis is chronic. This is a struggle, but i find a way to live. I am overwhelmed by the house and failure.
Beibg my own nurse is not working there must be a way to get the team to rally, but as long as. Am miserable, no one leads in a positive direction. I know my husband and kids are trying, but we fight more than ever and are losing our reason to live. We still have sex, but i do it to be closer to him, as my sexual function is gone. I am afrsid he wants a womn who can climax anytime, full of life, really nice, useful around the house. Instead he jas me. Although we do enjoy each othet very much and like to be together un general, The joy evaporates more quickly as my reserve dwindles over the years that are meltng as i spend my time trying manage pain and fatigue, symptoms, treatment, and parenthood.we cannot afford help. We spent all our savings on the IV'S.
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