I'm gonna talk about my husband having Multiple Sclerosis for a sec, k?
There are times when your husband tells you that he just can't manage to take the dog out because 1/2 his body had been numb for the entire week and all you want to do is yell at him for not telling you and then yell at the fact that you feel bad about wanting to yell at him and then yell at the fact that you have to do mostly everything because this week--hello--even though he has been working on his new business nonstop--after that workday he cannot physically muster up the energy to help put the kids to bed one night and you just want to yell yell yell about this crappy part of life that you both have been dealt. I do the majority of the yelling in my head, mind you, but gosh I HATE MS!
I know he will get better this time (sometimes I haven't) and I know that I just need to be patient and let him rest rest rest so his body will heal but this does NOT get any easier as time goes on. I don't think it ever will. I kept feeling so good...SO good about how he has been for the past 2 years and we have been careful about making sure he sleeps enough and doesn't get too stressed...but then some stupid side effect hits and although this is so extremely mild...how in the hell am I supposed to be "oh no problem, hon" when your husband tells you that 1/2 of his body is numb and he is having a hard time freaking WALKING?
I hate it I hate it I hate it.
I just want to cry. And yell. And calm down. And feel peace. And all of the above.
It will be okay it will be okay it will be okay.