Now feeling totally guilty. Lost it today for no real reason. I saw him rooting through my wardrobe, looking for a fleece. In his he has at least six, but had to have mine as well. I am afraid I snapped saying I wouldn't dream of rooting through his things. I told him I know he is sick, but I am human to. Dont treat me like a moron. Oh and by the way Ive got my own problems too. Ileostomy and waiting for exact results from first CT scan since operation.
I know I over reacted. I should apologise for losing my rag. Yet another example of me being a typical over emotional red head!
