Separated from your children
Talking with hands and feet, they say, when you can not communicate in any other way. But what if you're so paralyzed that you can't do both? I missed my children so much, but I couldn't make it clear for a long time. When I was able to move again, (my left half was able to do it again) and I was able to deliver sounds, this was my first priority. With pain and difficulty I tried to make known to my then husband that I wanted to see my children. His reaction was negative.
'I cannot do it to my children, 'he said, as if it were only his children, as if I were not the woman who gave birth to them, as if my feelings did not matter. “You look like nothing. Do you know what you're asking me to do? It takes my time to come visit. '
He didn't like coming to the university hospital, I was already grateful that he even honored me with a visit. I didn't feel gratitude. I just felt terribly abandoned. Once every two weeks, he came to visit for half an hour, he saw it as his duty, to me, to overcome his aversion to hospitals, and I had the guts, the guts to ask him to take my children once?
I'm still amazed at my own way of thinking. I could understand it. He had it hard. It was terrible for him, too. He, with his cancer phobia, was able to pay a visit to me. I got to hold my hands shut that he didn't get a divorce right away, that he could still pay to stay with me.
Goddank heb jij het overleefd. Een goede vriendin van mij overleefde helaas de kanker niet. Zij had een echtgenoot die een tweelingbroer van jouw ex had kunnen zijn. Op haar begrafenis ben ik tijdens het condoleren met mijn hak(ik droeg in die tijd nog van die stilettohakken) op zijn voet gaan staan.🤣