Another brief post because the computer system went down in my hotel and I'm writing quickly before a presentation.
On arrival here in Plymouth Joe and I got into a spectacular fight. A real blistering argument full of nasty words and out and out anger. We knew we were both tired and we were both frustrated but nonetheless it was a big one. We don't fight often and have nearly lost the skill.
What was hard, though, was once we arrived at our hotel, I needed Joe's help to get out of the car and to get into the hotel. I didn't want to take it. I wanted to do it on my own. I really didn't want to have to rely on someone right after a screaming match.
But I had to.
I resented my disability more at that moment than at almost any other time. I felt that I had somehow stepped down in the equality of the relationship.
So, since I have no time to really write about this, I'll just ask ...
How do you handle fights with a partner who also has to double as a care giver?
Does it bother you too ... what about you as a care provider after a spat with the person in your care ... how do you do that well when there is still anger in your arms?