Things had been going so well, too well in actual fact.
Day 12 and 13 Hubby said that his neuropathy was playing up again. He was also complaining about stomach and Ascites, as he just cant get comfortable. He is still not sleeping and Saturday night the insomnia was even worse. Friday and Saturday mornings when hubby got up he said he was really badly craving a cider. Hubby managed to last until lunchtime before he had his first drink. Hubby was drinking faster than he had been and on Saturday was on his 3rd can by 6pm. Hubby seemed to then regain control and did not drink anymore. Friday hubby had 6.6 units and Saturday he had just 5.28 units as he had a lower % cider as one of his 3 cans.
As I mentioned above hubby did not sleep at all well Saturday night and was getting really annoyed that he feels so tired but cannot sleep. Sunday he got up about 10:30 ish. I could tell by just looking at him that he was not in a good mood. He banged and crashed in to a few things, was dropping things and getting really annoyed with himself. Hubby said he was gagging for a cider so poured his first can about 12ish. Hubby was very tired and in a bad mood. Hubby watched the rugby with cider. I popped out and when I came back, hubby told me he nearly phoned me to tell me to stay out for as long as I wanted as he was having a really bad day. Hubbys mood was all over the place, one minute annoyed with himself, then frustrated with himself, then very emotional, then very tearful, then apologetic that I did not deserve this and that I am the only one fighting his corner and I deserve better than this. Hubby carried on drinking. He stumbled into something in the utility getting a cider, then I heard a lot of banging and crashing. I cannot remember the last time that I have ever seen hubby like this. I knew to stay out of the way and left him to it. Hubby was also talking about not being around much longer and dying again.
Hubby went to the shop yesterday to top up the fridge. he normally buys 8 cans, but yesterday he came home with 20!!
We are also on the final stages of our house move to be closer to our daughters. Hubby does not want to move, as he has done so much work to our house over the years. However hubby does want to be closer to our daughters, as we are currently between 16 and 30 miles away from them. so it is a catch 22. The house we are buying hubby fell in love with and really pushed me for us to buy it, as I liked the house but not the location. However I thought that if we moved to a house that hubby really like then this would help him top settle more? Since making the offer in October, hubby is all over the place. One minute he loves the house, the next he hates it. Yesterday he told me that I am the one who loves it and he does not. He went on to say that he wishes we had spent more money on a house that we could just move into and have nothing to do. However at the time hubby wanted us to spend the least amount possible, unfortunately he does not remember those conversations or the fact that he really pushed me to buy this particular house, as he loved it. Hubby is calling our new house his coffin, as he is convinced that he will die there. So this is not helping, but we are too far in to back out now. Hubby does not understand why it is all taking so long. This is so hard and I just want it to be all over. I am hoping that once we are between 1.5 and 8 miles away from our 3 daughters that hubby will be so much happier.
Hubby carried on drinking whilst watching tv and carried on apologising to me for his behaviour and his mood. I watched two films with him and then put a third on for him and I headed off to bed. Hubby was tossing, turning and cursing again in bed last night, as he could not sleep again
Hubby is still in bed this morning, but I have checked the fridge and worked out that hubby had 6 cans = 13.2 units yesterday
I am hoping that by sleeping in this morning that hubby will get up in a better mood today.
From the conversation Hubby had with the alcohol counsellor last week, this week hubby should be trying to have 3 cans per day, but not to have his first can until after 6pm. I am hoping that his bad day yesterday will not put him off, but only time will tell.
Not sure there is much else that I can do to help? Any advice for hubby? or me?