reallynewatthis, on Dec 5 2009, 02:47 PM, said:
He is still in ICU and sedated with a very dire case of pneumonia. I've been commuting 150 miles a day to the ICU where he was life-flighted, to be with him and advocate for him. Yesterday I sat and read to him even though he was asleep. Today I got papers from medicaid where they are going to tear our business and financial life apart before approving or denying his benefits. There is nothing 'social' about the social worker on his case. Next Wednesday I will conduct his appointment with social security because he won't be able to do it himself. The Thursday after I anticipate spending with our accountant trying to fit our business into the state and feds little boxes.
Our previously happy marriage had been seriously on the rocks for the six months before his accident. I am waiting now to see who wakes up - Dr. Jekyl or Mr. Hyde . . . . the man I married or the man I have been married to for the last year . . .
Regardless, I am going to stand by him until he tells me he doesn't want me anymore. I do love him, this is not just martyrdom. However, until I got the two in the morning knock on the door, I only thought I knew what a nightmare was.
His family looks at me like I am some sort of hero that has just volunteered to go on a suicide mission. I can also see in their eyes that they are afraid I am going to leave. I've been left to cope with our business on my own.
His true friends have offered me shoulders to cry on and spare bedrooms for respites (bless them). His ignorant so-called 'friends' send him cards that say 'get yur stupid lazy ass outta bed!' and can't understand why I won't let them visit (he would never forgive me for letting people see him in this condition) or call him on the phone so they can 'shoot the shit' with him (they don't understand concepts like 'sedation' and 'ventilator' and 'pneumonia'. I've had to chase the woman he was with during his accident (not that kind of woman, although she offered it up to him every day - he thought she was a skank - but they played on a pool team together, that's why she was with him) just to get his possessions back (she is still keeping his cell phone as some sort of guarantee she will get to see him again).
I am unusually strong and I can and will advocate for him until he can for himself (I'm a lawyer who often acts as a guardian for abused children and senior citizens). I will help him, but not baby him. I will tear out the interior walls in our house if that is what it takes for access. I'll cry for him and with him, but I will not be abused by him. In this longest night, dawn is still many hours away.
I'm going to have to say it would be easier to start and maintain a relationship post-SCI. If your SO is adjusted and comfortable in the skin that the fates have rendered for them, then they are likely comfortable and self-confident enough for a relationship. However, I don't know if my marriage will survive this cauldron.
To all you SOs and caregivers out there - I never thought much about you. That's because I never thought much about your partners' disabilities. To me someone in a wheelchair was someone to hold a door open for as a courtesy, not because I didn't think they were not able to do it themselves. The pain and terror they (and maybe you) endured never entered my mind. You have my respect and admiration. To those of you able to see past the wheels to the person also have my respect and I wish you all the best in the world.
I wholeheartedly agree with you that it's much easier to meet someone post injury. My bf is a C5-6 complete that was injuried in a hockey accident 26yrs ago. He is a "well adjusted" man now and we are working through a new relationship just as AB people do. Hearing stories like yours and so many others, only makes me realize more and more how much he and his family have been through. Although a part of me wishes I had been able to share in that part of his life (I know that doesn't make sense), I realize how lucky I am to have met him post-injury and have been spared all the loss, suffering, grieving, and complete upset that your life is taking.
My thoughts and prayers are with you and the many others who are struggling day to day.....please know that there is life after SCI
This post has been edited by deb4604: 05 December 2009 - 08:58 PM

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