I told W about the scheduled time for the biopsy (that is a scary word, isn't it!) Friday evening, kit was kinds of late, and she had to work Saturday, so that was about the extent of the discussion. So, Saturday evening she asked if I could drive to and from the test. I said that I don't know for sure, I have read both on the web. She checks, and she doesn't work that day, BUT, her brother is going to be here. I say, ok, I'll ask if S18 can help me out. Oh, but he doesn't get to see her brother much either, why don't you reschedule for the next week? BECAUSE I WANT TO GET IT DONE, I WANT TO KNOW! (No, I didn't yell, I did say I wanted it done.) I told her I would figure something out. I am not rescheduling. I call a cab if I have to. I know in my head that a few days isn't important, but that just isn't the point, to me.
Have I lost my perspective?
Ouch. Touchy subject matter because it reminds me of how I treated my husband when I was in MLC and he had some health issues. I don't have a solution for you...just want to say I'm sorry your wife appears to be so self-absorbed and heartless sometimes. Perhaps if she saw what everyone here sees in you she'd straighten her ass up and fly right.
