Who gives their spouse sick with a debilitating cancer diagnosis their marching orders? Shape up or ship out?
I get she’s pissed about it but don’t blame him for puking up and being a couch potato with chemo fog. 37 years that ain’t right.
A significant percentage of cancer patients have spouses walk out on them. Women walk out on men and men walk out on women. I’ve seen it several times. It sucks hugely. but it’s not nearly as rare as we might hope.
My rant?
I wrapped up my taxes except one last number I can’t get until Mon or Tue. Which number won’t affect my taxable income or taxes owed, but is a number they can check, so I can’t just guess. Missed it by that much.
I owe the Feds rather than the other way around, so I wasn’t in any rush to file or pay the taxes. But it would be nice to have them completed.
When my wife developed dementia from her Parkinson’s back in 2003 and was in home hospice until her death in 2004 I actually had an acquaintance express surprise that I hadn’t just abandoned her.
Yep. My husband is still kind of amazed I didn’t divorce him after his major head injury 9? (I think) years ago. It wasn’t fun, and he was an absolute bastard a lot of the time, but that was the injury talking. If he’d had a permanent change in personality, as sometimes happens, I might have reconsidered though …
A friend’s spouse suffered a TBI in a motorcycle accident. He was a changed man after his injuries healed. A complete prick who bullied and harassed her constantly. After several years she had enough and left. I don’t blame her one bit.
The guy in my op is gutted and trying to jump through hoops to get his wife to return. We keep telling him she needs counseling too, she won’t hear of it. Even accuses him of faking fucking cancer after two or more surgeries. I thought I knew her pretty well but this blows my mind.
OP: It seems this thread is turning into stories about spouses leaving, or not leaving, folks with severe medical problems. I’d say more on that topic, but don’t want to continue the wall-to-wall hijack we all have going.
It might be best for you to suggest to the mods to change the title of this thread to reflect what it’s now really about. And let somebody else start a fresh March mini-rants about something mini: not one person with grave disease and a turd bird for a now-separated spouse.
Totally your call; I’m just a member of the audience.
Back to mini rants.
The damn ice on the lake was way too slippery to walk on today.
And I found the raccoons new latrine under the steps.
Good thing I have lots of used kitty litter.
It finally warmed up enough to get my car washed so I scurried over to get all of the salt off. I chose touchless wash, thinking that would be the safer option. The blowers at the end blew one of my rain deflectors off the car and out into the parking lot. I’ve only had them installed since July.
I narrowly escaped being in a house fire today. I am home now and still shaking inside.
I was at a cousin’s house for the weekend.
Cousin doesn’t live full time in the house. It’s her deceased father’s home and she comes up from a neighboring state about once every month or 2. A neighbor routinely checks on the house as well.
There were 4 of us having a weekend gathering and spent Saturday in Pittsburgh shopping and eating out. We were having coffee and pastries in the morning and the house felt chilly.
Cousin went to check the breaker box in the basement because something didn’t seem right with the electric heat. One of the breakers was partially tripped and a wire must have been smoldering in the back and it erupted in fire when she tried to reset it. Fireman apparently stated that another 5 minutes and the outer wall would have been in flames.
Not sure of the actual details as she was relaying this information after talking to the fire department. It seems that it had been an issue for awhile and we were lucky to not experience any significant impact.
911 instructed us to evacuate the house and the fire department was there in a couple minutes. House was full of acrid, industrial smoke while we stood outside in the cold.
The electric company eventually came to turn off the power after the fire department stabilized the situation.
At that point we went back in and got our phones and other items and left.
So no one hurt, house still intact - just needs an electrician and some smoke remediation.
It’s been a number of hours since I returned home and appear to be having a delayed stress response. Going to take one of my anxiety medications and try to relax.
All are pretty much bog-standard lines from the playbook for an incident like that. Sucks when it happens to you, though. At least it wasn’t your house, or one that is lived in full-time.
I was in Sheetz (a multi-state convenience store chain) country this weekend; the continental breakfast at the hotel was pretty weak so I ran over to the Sheetz across the street to buy breakfast. I *tried* to order the deal that came up on the order screen but apparently you *need* to use their app (or at least a *registered*) card for certain deals now as the discount/member card I got some years ago & pulled out of the car only works on certain discounts now. I'm in Sheetz country maybe three times a year; I don't want a hardly-ever-used app taking up space on my phone, nor do I want an app where I am presumably tracked & giving them all sorts of information for a grand total savings of about $1.50/yr. The cashier asked the other customer checking out if he had the app & he then gave his phone over so he got credit for my ≈ $10 purchase.
This was much better than a couple years ago when I walked into a candle at another cousin’s house and caught my new winter coat on fire. Flames shot up quickly but my clothing layers saved me from any injury. Clothes were obviously ruined.
That one was a tad more disastrous for my cousin who had to go to the ER after she beat out the flames with a kitchen towel 
I have had more floods and fires the last couple years than I care to elaborate on.
Calling this my Fire and Water Era.
For those of us of a certain age, the Fire and Water era is probably more fun than the Earth era all too soon to come.
20 years ago I had lymphoma. Went thru treatment and have had no problems since.
6 weeks ago I felt a lump in my neck- like an inflamed lymph node.
Went to my doc who said it’s probably just a clogged/inflamed lymph node, but given my history lets do antibiotics and if that doesn’t clear it up then do a CT scan.
Antibiotics didn’t do anything so got the CT scan.
Doc who read the scan said the node is barely above normal and probably isn’t anything but given my history it should be further investigated.
Went to my oncologist who said it’s probably nothing but given my history let’s do a PET scan which would be definitive.
The PET scan showed the node as barely above background and wasn’t definitive. But given my history I should have a biopsy.
Now I’m off to an ENT to schedule a biopsy. I have a feeling the biopsy will be inconclusive, but given my history…
Let’s prey it doesn’t come to “given your history you should have an autopsy” !
I, for one, am going to switch that out to ‘let’s pray’…
I vote we blame auto-incorrect for that one. 
Damn!
Well, it’s March. Actually saw a little bit of ground/dirt/mud today.
Forecast calls for snow. A foot of it soon.
Tractor has diesel in it. Just put another 5 gallons of gas in plow truck.
March and April are our hardest hit snow months at elevation.
Bring. It. On.
@pjd is British. They spell a lot of things differently over there. e.g. Gray and grey for colors. It’s an easy mistake to make, us thinking they’ve goofed. And vice versa. 
@Kelevra - here’s hoping your rant stays mini - the mere inconvenience of some office visits.
Boo to the old woman at the supermarket who actually stopped to question my mask, and then tell me I don’t need it when I said what it was for, like I’m not doing it for people just like her. I know there’s no arguing with these people, but it was so tempting, and frustrating.