Husband needs a double hip replacement at 36. Help me contain my emotions
Originally posted in my mom support group but it was removed for not being related to parenting, even though this has everything to do with our ability to parent. I just need to talk to someone please….
I feel rage. I feel disappointment. I feel frustration. I feel immensely sad. I feel empathetic. Jesus fuck I feel so many things right now. I just want to scream and sob.
He’s 36, we have two kids (7 and 4), and he’s taken so little care of himself that his hip joints are rotting in his body. For years I’ve asked him to cut down on the beer. For years I’ve begged him to quit smoking. To address his skin issues so he can get off prednisone.
Now it’s all coming back to bite him us in the ass, and I am so. fucking. angry. I want to slap him upside the head and scream I TOLD YOU SO!
FIVE years he has had debilitating hip pain. FIVE. FUCKING. YEARS. And he’s let it go and let it go and let it go.
SEVEN FUCKING YEARS he’s been on prednisone, despite every doctor he’s ever talked to about it being like OMG WE HAVE TO GET YOU OFF THAT. It provides small, temporary relief for his skin condition so he just stays on it because he’s so overwhelmed by the process of finding a new medication, injection, treatment, whatever.
36 years old and he can’t keep up with our kids. And now he body is literally falling apart. He’s going to need one hip replacement, three months off, then another one six months to a year down the line with another three months off. Time we literally cannot afford.
I want to rage. I want to shake him. But he needs support. He’s terrified. He’s disappointed in himself. He’s angry at himself. He needs to know that we’re in this together, even though it’s hard, even when it gets harder. Help me sort out my feelings so that I can do that. Tell me it’s going to be okay even when it’s hard.
I’m so grateful it’s his hips and he didn’t drop dead from a stroke. Fuck.