DH was in hospital recently because of chest pains. Tests were done and we were relieved to be told that there is only minor damage to an artery. The only treatment he needed was to start taking blood pressure (BP) pills as his BP had shot up. He can carry on his life as he did before.
Since returning home he has been very ratty and unhelpful, saying he has no energy and mustn't overdo things. This caused no friction until last Saturday when I asked him to re-boot the Skybox. I have never been sure how to reboot it or I wouldn't have asked him. From memory it's not a strenuous job or even time-consuming.
He refused to do it point blank and when I complained he shouted at me that I wanted to "hasten his death", which was not only ridiculous but very upsetting for me. I told him so and he apologised later, but used the words "I am sorry if I offended you". I made it clear that there was no if about it. "Offended" isn't correct either - I am still very upset.
I just can't forgive or forget what he said. It struck me that he's been treating the heart problem as if it is serious or life-threatening when he knows perfectly well that it isn't. But sorry doesn't cut it - how could he accuse me of such a thing? It's hurtful and nasty and completely out of order.
Of course it's a shock to find out you have a heart problem but he only thinks of himself. I was just as shocked and stressed as he was when he was admitted to hospital and have been very stressed with his ratty mood ever since he got home.
How do others think I can resolve this?
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic