About two years ago come October, I was in an altercation with my 16 year old steptdaughter over a telephone, while attempting to reconcile my marriage. My wife had fallen on hard times and I felt this might right time to try is again. The situation escalated to the point where I'd had enough back talk, and as I was attempting to walk behing my steptdaughter to get her to stop walking away, and she suddenly turned and gave me a karate kick in the left knee sending me into a sheetrock wall where I fell and tore the quad muscle completely from the bone. My spouse stood by watching this whole affair without raising a hand to help until I was almost stomped in my chest while laying in the floor helpless.
I got myself together and drove top the hospital and sat there for 7 hours before being seen only to be given a bottle pain pills and sent home and told to keep ice on the knee. This was on thursday by Sunday it was good and swoolen and hurting. I returned to the hospital and was immeadiately admitted with kidney failure, hypertention and a high sugar level plus a torn quad muscle. I underwent surgery and was released by that friday. My wife accompanied me to my residence telling me she would nurse me back to health. She also told this to my landlord and several friends, however this was not the case. I had meds in the form of injections I needed to keep vains from collapsing every 6 hours after surgery to keep infection from setting in. I still have the unopened box to this day.
As I lay helpless on my back in bed unable to even use the restroom because of the cast on my leg from ankle to crotch my wife stayed the first week. In the begining of the second week she asked to borrow several hundred dollars to move to a new apartment and she would pay it back to me. I thought nothing of it, she was my wife and she knew this was my rent money and car note. To this day I've not seen her or heard from her. It it hadn't of been for my landlady and my Pastor I'd have starved to death. That was her second time leaving me. Guess I should have known better, but love is blind sometimes isn't it ?
Time for a divorce I think. Well if it isn't its in the works. I think I've earned it.