i'm too physicaly sick to be a caregiver to anyone
i decided that my last major "flare" (exacerbation) of lupus started last August, when the car broke down because of the damage from the car crash, John was back to work for several months and basically going to work, coming home, creating havoc, and going to sleep because of his brain injury, his lawyer and no-fault were pressuring me to do all of this documentation because they weren't doing it and John "couldn't" do it, and i was taking John to what felt like a million appointment, often picking him up in NJ and bringing him back to NY. my old rheumatologist, of course, told me that i did not have lupus, that i "only" had antiphospholipid antibody syndrome and hypothroidism, so after i corrected my thyroid replacement and my coumadin i was wondering while i still felt tired, especially when i didn't drink coffe and forgot my Celebrex, which my rheum has prescribed for me.
so here i am, with a new rheum (a woman), who tells me that lupus is the general broad disease syndrome which includes antiphospholipid antibody syndrome and hypothyroidism as kind of "sub" diseases. it can include other less defined "sub" diseases, like heart and kidney problems, which fortunately i don't have. the joint pains and swelling, muscle pains, sun sensitivity, and extreme fatigue are very annoying, and make it difficult for me to work, but are not life-threatening like the antiphospholipid ab syndrome and the other syndromes.
so as i sit here barely able to move, i'm thinking, i'm too physically sick to be a caregiver to anyone. John had better pull his own weight and start taking care of himself, or he has to find other living arrangements. if he can say he can't do things because of his TBI, than i can say that i can't do things because of my lupus. because i can't, and i'm not sacrificing my life for anyone. my last major flare before this one culminated in me having a stroke.
John is finally starting to take his head out of his butt and see reality, but it's not without a lot of resentment. since he's been to my new rheum with me, he's made one grossly sexually inappropriate comment to me in a restaurant (i won't repeat it-that would be too much information,) threatened to call his family to help him out so he can move out (i told him that they can't come into my house, and it is my house, i owned it long before i met him,) but has gotten a book on lupus (by my old rheum, no less-i wonder why he said i didn't have lupus?probably it would have screwed up his research stats,) has been doing a lot more around the house, and has not flinched too much when i told him that he was taking over his legal case, that there were some figures that his lawyers wanted, the two folders with his case were in the file cabinet in the basement, all the figures were there, and i wish him a lot of luck.
i am also not going over to see my parents or returning their phone calls very often. they made their own private hell and now they have to live in it. my dad saw that my mom was onsane many years ago but cose to do nothing about it, so now it's his problem. last time i had a flare and then a stroke because i was stretched too thin over my dad's near death after bypass surgery.
no one is worth dying over.
sandy
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