After five years of bathing my paralyzed husband, I heard him laugh and say that I was “a free nurse.” That day I didn’t scream… that day I started taking everything off him without him noticing.

—Well, I have it for food and shelter.

Something in me died there.

I didn’t cry.

I didn’t go in to shout.

I didn’t throw the shells in his face.

I just turned around and left the hospital with my legs shaking.

In the parking lot, I sat down inside the car.

I gripped the steering wheel until my fingers hurt.

And I said softly:

—It’s over.

I didn’t go for him that night. Sleep disorders

I sent the ambulance.