I am pretty new to this, but for what it is worth... Today was a beautiful
fall day. My husband was going to rake leaves, and I was looking forward to
doing what little I could to help. He refused to let me, and it made me
pretty sad. I understood he did not want me to overdue it or suffer, but it
was something I would have enjoyed and made me feel a bit more normal. I was
willing to take some delayed pain for the happiness it would have given me.
My husband is a great guy, but when he told me I was obsessing about it, and
to put it into a compartment and forget about it, I pretty much lost it. He
does not understand that it is hard to forget about it when your symptoms
reminded you of it all the time. Being new, I am also trying to learn as
much as I can right now. He also, is the only person I really talk to about
it, so I can understand where he may think that I was being obsessive. We
talked about it and I think there is a better understanding.
Be there for her, support her, but you need to take care of yourself too. Too
often the caregiver can be overlooked.
Nancy