Wow, everything I’m feeling right here in the posts! I didn’t realize what a “keeper” I had in my husband of almost 30 years until I got sick. He’s been doing the laundry and the dishes and the snow removal and the yard work, etc., not exactly the way I do it but who cares it’s done. I’ve asked him to bring up the dried clothes up from basemwent so that I can fold them and feel useful. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn’t. I do make dinner (and I hate to cook but it makes me feel like I’m contributing), I’m pooped out by the time it’s ready. I made one of Rachael Ray’s 30 Minute meals…it took me an hour and a half :rolleyes: I guess it’s alright to feel guilty from time to time, but let the people who love you help. I know they feel bad because they can’t help you get better, they can’t fix you. Atleast they can make you comfortable by giving some TLC now and then. Best Wishes to everyone, keep fighting!