{"id":5663,"date":"2025-09-24T04:37:41","date_gmt":"2025-09-24T03:37:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/time.amazingstory.blog\/?p=5663"},"modified":"2025-09-24T04:37:42","modified_gmt":"2025-09-24T03:37:42","slug":"i-was-lying-in-bed-with-a-high-fever-but-my-husband-was-too-lazy-to-go-get-medicine-and-when-he-started-yelling-at-me-because-dinner-wasnt-ready-my-patience-finally-snapped","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/time.amazingstory.blog\/?p=5663","title":{"rendered":"I was lying in bed with a high fever, but my husband was too lazy to go get medicine: and when he started yelling at me because dinner wasn\u2019t ready, my patience finally snapped\u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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I was lying in bed with a high fever, but my husband was too lazy to go get medicine: and when he started yelling at me because dinner wasn\u2019t ready, my patience finally snapped\u2026 \"\ud83d\ude22\"\"\ud83d\ude32\"<\/p>\n\n\n

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I was in bed with nearly 102\u00b0F fever. My whole body ached, every bone felt foreign. My head was pounding so badly it hurt to even open my eyes. There wasn\u2019t a single pill in the house, and with great effort I asked my husband to go to the pharmacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 Go yourself, \u2014 he said irritably. \u2014 Why are you whining? A bit of fever won\u2019t kill you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I closed my eyes and pressed a cold compress to my forehead. It hurt even to get out of bed. I endured it, hoping the fever would pass on its own.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly my husband walked into the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 What? You didn\u2019t cook anything all day? \u2014 his voice was demanding and harsh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 No, I have a fever, it\u2019s hard for me to even stand up, \u2014 I answered quietly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 And what about me coming home hungry from work? Don\u2019t you want to feed me?<\/p>\n\n\n

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\u2014 If you go to the pharmacy to get medicine, I\u2019ll be able to get up and make dinner, \u2014 I tried to explain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 I told you I\u2019m tired! \u2014 he raised his voice. \u2014 You\u2019re a woman, and it\u2019s your duty to cook for me. And look at this mess. My mother always managed everything, even when she was sick. But you modern women have all become so weak\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His words cut into my heart. On one side the fever, making me want to just close my eyes and disappear, on the other the humiliation coming from my own husband.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2026That\u2019s when my patience broke. I couldn\u2019t take it anymore and did something I don\u2019t regret. \"\ud83d\ude32\"\"\ud83d\ude32\" Continuation in the first comment \"\ud83d\udc47\"\"\ud83d\udc47\"<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t answer him anymore. I just picked up my phone and, with trembling hands, dialed my mother\u2019s number. When I heard her voice, I couldn\u2019t hold back \u2014 the tears rolled down my cheeks.<\/p>\n\n\n

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\u2014 Mom, please come quickly\u2026 I have 39\u00b0C fever, I feel really bad. Bring some fever medicine and take me away from here, \u2014 I whispered. \u2014 And one more thing\u2026 call our lawyer. Let him prepare the divorce papers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the other end there was silence, then my mother said firmly:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2014 My daughter, stay strong. I\u2019m already on my way. No one has the right to treat you like this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At that moment my husband started grumbling again that I was \u201coverdramatizing everything,\u201d but his words no longer mattered. I stared at the ceiling and, for the first time in a long while, felt relief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yes, the future won\u2019t be easy: divorce, changes, a new life. But most importantly \u2014 I finally stopped tolerating humiliation.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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