I've just spend the major part of the bank holiday weekend in A&E with a kidney stone problem (one got stuck and was obstrucing my left kidney). So, lots of pain, vomiting, loads of morphine and other drugs. Got discharged, then re-admitted as I was vomiting and not keeping anything down. To cut a long story short, I've been feeling pretty ****. The day after I was discharged, my husband disappeared to his allotment - for the entire day - leaving me on my own with my daughter and my 88 year old mum, who I am a carer for. I had to get up off my sickbed and see to her because, low and behold, she was feeling ill and had gone to bed with nothing to eat or drink and, being rather confused and forgetful, didnt know what was going on. I had a go at him about it when he got home but he is the kind of person who is never in the wrong, so it is water off the duck's back really. I have been up and pottering about but still feel fairly awful at times (might be the drugs I'm on, not sure really). I'm signed off work this week. Just about managed to muster the energy to drive my daughter to school this morning but have spent the rest of the day on the sofa. Hubby volunteered to do the Tesco shop on his way home. I was gobsmacked when he came home clutching 4 knock-down-in-price easter eggs, bags of sweets, cakes, scones, 2 huge jars of mayonnaise, crisps etc. etc. I think he is trying to give us all diabetes or something, or else a coronary. All I wanted was some nice, healthy food for the family. The house is slowly going to pot - I havent the energy to run the hoover round and my husband certainly cant be bothered. There's never any offer to help with anything. I've had a massive pile of ironing to do; I started but just couldnt do it. My dear mum finished it for me, bless her but it took her a couple of hours! My husband is only interested in his bl**dy garden and s*dding allotment. I just despair. I now know what his priorities are. He comes home from work and goes straight out into the garden, or just slobs on the bed playing with his ****** ipad for the entire evening. If I had the energy and could support myself, I'd leave. Now.