You nailed that one "the wife who takes all the fun out of life." I'm the one to remind him to take his pills, to go to bed because he's falling asleep on the couch, to be "careful", to call him everyday on my lunch hour to see what kind of day he's having, etc.

Am I his mother or his wife?

Sue,

Doesn't that just drive you crazy, that the 'well meaning' people of the world will give our diabetic husbands sweets, even when we tell them they are diabetics? When Don is offered that stuff, he'll start to take it and I'll say, "Are you still diabetic today?" And part of the time that will be enough to get him to refuse. Other times the people with the cake or pie in hand will say, "Oh, one piece won't hurt him." Ya, has he/she been following us around all day and know what else he might have eaten that he shouldn't have? There is a weigh issue, too, with wheelchair bound people...no way to work off all those calories. Anyway, Sue, I know how you feel! We're the ones who have to pick up the pieces when things go wrong.

Jean

we have to wear so many hats that we don't know which one to wear when .. I wish we could just figure out the temperament of the day or minute it would make things so much easier.. sometimes I don't know why he is being so difficult and later I realize he just doesn't understand some procedures and then I get the verbal abuse that really hurts as I try my very best to make things as normal as possible and retain some sort of harmony with daily living. I also know about the food limitations as hubby is also a diabetic and is not as cooperative as he should be at times telling me he will eat what he wants to ...so I'm not going to fight over it when his blood sugar goes over 6.4 or higher he says he has to watch,,,but he's lucky he is able to control his diabetes with pills/// metformin.....

Wife, mother, nurse, gardener, secretary, treasurer etc. I spend most of my time organising our lives.

Jean - weight on is what Ray wants as he suddenly loses his appetite and doesn't find it again for a while.

Deenie - high blood sugar is part the problem that can make them silly, in your husband's case abusive. But they are like boys caught with their hand in the cookie jar, going to deny it every time.

Susan - take a deep breath, count to ten. Smile. Then speak. Keep doing your balancing act as happily as you can. That's my plan too.