Sick
February 23, 1993
Well, I've been sick for 5 1/2 days now. Three of them with fever. The baby is okay though. I heard his heartbeat a week ago. I really don't feel like writing, but I don't feel like sketching either.
Will is doing well. We are getting along fine, but he is a terrible nurse. He just isn't used to taking care of anyone but himself, I guess.
I also need to know how to keep him home, or rather, get him home on time. Every time he goes somewhere by himself, he stops by [his friend's] room. For a beer. And then doesn't come home.
Why? How do I get him to stop? Why doesn't he treat me the way he expects me to act?
coming apart
He said that he "lost track of time." Today, I made him buy a watch. It hurts me so much for him to always want to be somewhere else. Is this what it's going to be like after the baby is born? It isn't the type of behavior I expect from a loving, honest husband.
He's late again tonight, but has a good reason, I'm sure. I can't stand it! Sometimes I want to do the same things to him so he knows exactly how I feel. He has a lot more to think about than himself.
What am I supposed to do? I want to beat him up and cry the whole time. I hope he comes around before I come apart.
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