It seems like some days it is impossible to have anyone understand my illness, my feelings, my pain, etc. Today my husband forgot to leave me my morning pain pill before he went to work. I got up at 9:00 with my kids and realized it. I tried to get through the morning without my pain meds. By about 10:30 I was hurting so much that I decided to call my husband at work to have him bring it home to me. They told me that he was working at one of the sections that doesnt have a phone but they would have him call me when he got back to the building. At 11:50 he called me and he was still out of the building, the section he was at DID have a phone. I told him that I needed my pain meds and that I was hurting really bad. I asked him when his lunch break was since it is usually at 12:00. He said he would be coming home in about 20 minutes. Adding on the 10 minute drive, it would be half an hour. At 12:15 I was getting anxious because I was hurting and I knew it would just be a few more minutes. At 12:30 I sat by the window and watched for him. At 12:45 I started to grumble under my breath, and at 1:00 I thought about calling him again but realized that I still didnt have the number for where he was. He FINALLY walked in the door at almost 1:30!!!! I was hurting so bad I could hardly get around in my wheelchair. He gave me my pills and then went to get himself some lunch. I couldnt get into the kitchen because he was standing in the middle and our kitchen is no wider than a hallway. So I still couldnt take the pills until I could get a drink. When I got my drink and took the pills I told him that I needed to lay down for a few minutes because I was hurting so bad. I went to lay down but both my 4 year old and 2 1/2 year old were laying on my bed watching tv. And my 14 month old was in her playpen beside my bed. The lights and tv were on. So much for resting. Then my husband came in complaining that his throat hurt so he needed to lay down until his lunch break was over. Once he got up, I asked him to help me get the house in order a little because I hadnt been able to keep up this morning due to pain. He grumbled about it and was mad at me for trying to keep him a few minutes late from lunch. He left me with forms to fill out for child care and medical care and food stamps. And told me to apply for disability while he was at work too. Then he and I argued about him not helping out at all. He told me that he couldnt make me and his work happy so he could only do one. He said that he couldnt let himself get in trouble with work. An example is the "sore throat" he has. I suggested that he go to sick call and get some medicine. He said no, he didnt want to "get in trouble" So instead, he cant do anything here because he doesnt feel well, so we suffer instead of his work. Sorry about all the complaining. I just need to get this off my chest.