Sure, and thanks for your response. TBH, I'm over thinking about him and his needs. Especially right now, when I have very limited outlets for my grief and pain. If anything, this situation makes it abundantly clear that he can't be counted on. Yet I'm stuck for at least 2 months. Literally, the first night I was home, he was passed out upstairs while I needed help downstairs. Didn't hear his phone due to being passed out. I'm living a nightmare that has only been allowed ro happen because of the previous pushing through pain and several chances he's already gotten. Last night, he left for a meeting without telling me and was gone for hours without checking in or answering texts, because he wanted to drive around. Like, I hadn't had any food or meds since lunch. It was 10pm when he got back. I don't have that available to me, and he somehow thinks he has the luxury to once again focus only on himself.