Good morning. I'm having trouble unpacking all the emotions attached to my little ER trip yesterday. Most of it centers around my H offering to help with Thanksgiving cooking and sending a gift certificate, but not providing any real-time assistance picking up his own children from school or providing them dinner, or offering to get things I needed from the pharmacy. Am I wrong to think that would have been in line, even though we are S? I didn't specifically ask him to do any of those things, although we did talk about all of them on the phone after I left the ER. In the end, it all worked out without his help. Fact is that it's been working out without his help for years on end.
I cried all afternoon yesterday, much of the evening, and I feel another jag coming on now, even though I'm trying not to because I'm at work. I don't really know what all those tears are about.
