Oh no the OH couldn't have cared less if I'd eaten with him or not to be honest. It was more the fact that I had bought him special Bettys minced pies, and myself fat rascals but didn't want to eat them while he was sitting there in pain. Kind of spoilt my Christmas Day knowing he was in a lot of pain. Plus I keep getting paranoid that he's caught something off someone when he never really goes anywhere and I've no reason not to trust him at all. Originally he said it was too much sugar (we're diabetic) but it's perfectly round and not like a sugar overload ulcer at all. Thankfully he's got the doctors tonight at 7.20pm (he only got that because he told them that he works when he's actually my carer).
Thing is on the kid front, we still talk about "when we have kids" - we've been trying for 17 years (I had a miscarriage right at the beginning of our relationship) and since I'm morbidly obese we never really sought help as they would always state that I was too fat for anything to be of use. I lost 8 stone, but put it all back on and have started to lose it again now (nothing is stopping me this time) and so after I lost the 8 stone originally I thought right, let's go all out to get pregnant. Then all the peri symptoms started. I so desperately wanted to be someone's mum and to give him a child, but when I think logically about it, I'm still like a kid in my own head and don't even feel old enough for the responsibility that it would bring. I have friends of my age that aren't even married, so heaven knows why I feel so guilty about it all. His mother and sister always seem to look down at me because they think they're so great, but I ignore them. OH tells them to STFU and is one of the most laid back blokes I've known so god knows why I'm so stressed all the time over things.
What I don't get it there comes a point where I feel this emotional click, it really happens, not all the time, but sometimes I get this distinct emotional switch that always feels like a pressure valve going off which takes all the foggy head with it. Usually happens when I come on my period, but this 6 months it's been missing. It would usually click then lighten up all the pressure I was going through in my head, but since I've been on the BHRT I've not had it. I get 1 week where I'm my old self, the "I can handle anything" me then my knee starts to ache and that follows with the nervous shaking, then into depression and anxiety. I just want off the rollercoaster for a year.