So I guess after I voiced my hurt feelings, he had a change of heart. He was off yesterday, took my dog to the park so she'd have her exercise, cooked supper for us, cleaned my kitchen, went to the store and got milk for me, carried me my medicine, then tucked me in bed and left. I was still feeling pretty cruddy, as the headache returned mid-day yesterday. So it was extremely nice to have someone taking care of things yesterday. It really made me feel good. Yes, it would have made me feel even better if I hadn't of had to bring it up the night before, in order for him to do it (which is what happens 99% of the time)....but hey, I'll take what I can get.