I’ve just poured a large gin and tonic after getting my partner to bed. He was reluctant to get his pyjamas on which initially set me off as I was very tired and couldn’t bear 20 minutes of refusal and dithering. He then started to undress and on picking up his trousers I discovered he had had a massive bowel movement.
I dealt with it very badly and really could hardly bear to sort it all out. It was on his hands,on the freshly laundered duvet cover,everywhere! I got him in the shower and eventually he got to bed. This has happened a few times since a recent hospital stay. He was badly constipated and is now on doses of laxatives but it seems we can’t find a balance. He was already urinary incontinent. He cannot express himself and he does not understand me. I feel that I don’t deal with it very kindly and get very exasperated and upset by it all. He just looks bewildered.
I’m beginning to feel I’m reaching the end of the road. I know I’ll probably pick myself up and get on with it all again tomorrow but I hate my reaction. It doesn’t seem fair on him but is this illness fair to any of us??
I dealt with it very badly and really could hardly bear to sort it all out. It was on his hands,on the freshly laundered duvet cover,everywhere! I got him in the shower and eventually he got to bed. This has happened a few times since a recent hospital stay. He was badly constipated and is now on doses of laxatives but it seems we can’t find a balance. He was already urinary incontinent. He cannot express himself and he does not understand me. I feel that I don’t deal with it very kindly and get very exasperated and upset by it all. He just looks bewildered.
I’m beginning to feel I’m reaching the end of the road. I know I’ll probably pick myself up and get on with it all again tomorrow but I hate my reaction. It doesn’t seem fair on him but is this illness fair to any of us??