I am so frustrated that I cannot stop crying. My hubby is sick and has taken to sleeping in the tiny living room in the recliner stretched out and a foot stool at the end of it. He will not use the one that fits him. He is there all day and all night long.
Another angle of the room:
This room used to be our dining room and we moved out here a couple of years ago. It was not ideal, but it saved us a lot of money. Now it is so cramped that I cannot stand it.
I have asked my son and his wife to come and help me move back into my nice big livng room, at least for the summer. Hubby said no, but I told him I am doing it anyway. They will come on the weekend to help me.
I guess I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I really am sympathic to what my dh is going thru with the new diet for diabietes (sp) and using oxygen all the time. I help him all that I can. He has bad pain in his hands and cannot do a lot for himself. I know I am overwhelmed with it all.