I am the victim, not the spouse, but this is an interesting discussion.
I had left my husband last May after 29 years of marriage. It was a difficult decision for me as I am not an advocate of divorce except in dire circumstances, but my reasons were many and good.
I was forced to come back home in early August 2006 as I was not feeling well at all and needed to get to my own doctor (I was 2000 miles from home at the time). It was at that time that I received my stage IV diagnosis.
I came home from the hospital to recuperate from my first surgery (colostomy) and surgery was scheduled for mid September for tumor removal and then chemotherapy. I never made it that far. I became extremely ill early in September and was taken to the hospital with necrotizing fasciitis (flesh-eating bacteria) from the tumor which had leaked down into my leg. I was on life support for 12 days and endured 5 operations during that 12-day period. I remember none of this. I spent a total of 7 weeks in the hospital (needed skin grafts too) and 1 week in a nursing home to develop upper-body strength. The cancer issue could finally be addressed in mid-December when my leg was sufficiently healed to undergo chemo.
I say all of that to say this. My husband has never in all of our marriage been one to accept responsibility. He had one brief affair in 1999 and almost had another one in 2006. He was also a heavy drinker and a gambler (which we could not afford financially). However, throughout my illness he has really "stepped up to the plate" and matured in ways I would have never thought possible. I have physical limitations to what I can do because of my leg, e.g. getting down on my knees to scrub floors, behind toilets, etc., and for a long time I couldn't even vacuum. I can't get on a step stool or a ladder to reach high places. In addition, there are physical limitations when you start on a chemo regimen in an already weakened condition. It's hard for me as I am a "neat freak", but thus far I have been able to just accept that my house is not as it should be and that he is not a cook. He has been there for me in more important ways -- every doctor's appointment, every chemo treatment, every test. He even had to tolerate the fact that while I was in the hospital with ICU psychosis I would not allow him to visit me for over a week as I told everyone he was trying to kill me
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Has our marriage become stronger? I don't know. Will he go back to his old ways as I get better since chemo is over? I don't know. At this point, I don't think beyond the current time and for now...I am ever grateful to him for taking on the challenge of caring for me. Maybe he needed to feel like the strong one as I had always been the strong one, the doer, in our family. I do know that God is good...to go from a marriage that was literally over to a marriage where we can share laughter and tears. That's good enough for me! Our marriage has become "comfortable".
Finally, northern lights, thanks for the reality check. If my husband weren't at work right now I would have immediately gotten out of my chair, thanked him and hugged him! We cancer patients get so caught up in our problems that a lot of the time we don't and can't realize what our spouses are going through.