Hubby's Pain

Its coming to the end of 2nd month of 2009 now, hubby already had his 3rd surgery in the year. This surgery was related to the 2nd one. The healing wasn't very good, and the stupid doc said he "might" need to go for further surgeries, depending on the comfort (or discomfort) level after healing. I am really doubtful about the doc's skill and professionalism, feel like stranggling him.

Each time after the surgery, I saw the pain and discomfort that hubby had to go thru, I sensed his depression and frustration even though he didn't really show out (he is not the kind of man that has much expression of his emotions). The pain that he had to endure during the toilet businesses and the discomfort you could see in the way he walk, sit and sleep. Plus the mixed feelings he had of having 10 days MC after every surgery. Happy that he could rest at home, but worried that his work piled up in the office, & bored that we could spend so much time with each other in the day (without children around), but doing nothing together.

He would just spend time on his work via email, surf net or watch tv, while I couldn't think of anything we could really spend quality time together. So I ended up keeping all appointments which I had made prior to his MCs. While I felt bad about leaving him at home, to enjoy myself outside, I thought it would be better to keep my spirit high and come back home to cheer him up after that.

When he flew too often and spent the rest of the time playing with our sons, I complaint that he wasn't focusing on me. Now that he stayed at home with 20 days of MC, I had no idea of what to do with him, except to help him put on the bandages after his shower.

Valentine Day had just passed, we didn't had any celebration, not even prepared any gifts for each other. In the past, I would be disappointed. But this time, I felt relieved, cos I couldn't think of anything to give him either. Men, especially, straight and simple ones, usually have very limited things to give. It makes it worse when he doesn't tell me what he wishes to get for his present.

For now, I just wish hubby could recover quickly and comfortably, so that we can have a craxy night of celebration by going to disco and dance till our butt drop, which we had never done before. Well, that is just a thought.