In a marriage there is suppose to be trust and respect, if not there, what do you have? For most of my first marriage I didn't receive either from my husband. The partnership consisted of three adults and the children. To come to that answer you have to have a wife, husband and his mother pulling strings, and sticking in her nose where it was not welcome. The main reason for her interference was to take my daughter to raise because she only had sons. But I fought tooth and nail until my life was in question.
After my third pregnancy I was advised by my doctor, and a specialist, to do something to prevent any further pregnancies. The pill was not an option because my system will not take to induced foreign medication. A fitted application I refused because it didn't stop you having more children. I spent time with a woman in the maternity ward who had given birth to another child and the piece came out with the afterbirth. So I went for the permanent solution. I had the tubes cut and tired.
To have this done sex was out for six weeks before and after. This idea didn't go down well. I was called a "Bitch" meaning a female dog that had been de-sexed. He usually heaped snide remarks about me not being able to produce any more children. To have more would have been the death of me.
I had the operation and we went on holiday but when the time came for me to have the clips and stitches removed I had to wait a few days longer. We could have stayed another day for me to go to the hospital to have them removed. Buy the time I did make it home to my doctor the incision had become infected. That meant I had to make more trips to the doctor to have it treated.
Then a couple of weeks before the end of the six week after the operation, my husband came home in a bad mood, and he'd also been drinking. I had just finished changing my son when he came into the room, shoved me down on the bed to have forced sex. When he relieved his frustration he walked out without a backward glance. He didn't bother what either of the children might have seen. That action was the beginning of the down fall of any respect he deserved to receive from me. His next digression came a short while later which I should have him charged BUT I thought of what my family might do if I did tell. And what trouble they might find themselves in with the law. Now, the time has come to tell so my experience may help someone who has been or will be in the same situation.
Muscles are aching and burning so it is time to finish.
After my third pregnancy I was advised by my doctor, and a specialist, to do something to prevent any further pregnancies. The pill was not an option because my system will not take to induced foreign medication. A fitted application I refused because it didn't stop you having more children. I spent time with a woman in the maternity ward who had given birth to another child and the piece came out with the afterbirth. So I went for the permanent solution. I had the tubes cut and tired.
To have this done sex was out for six weeks before and after. This idea didn't go down well. I was called a "Bitch" meaning a female dog that had been de-sexed. He usually heaped snide remarks about me not being able to produce any more children. To have more would have been the death of me.
I had the operation and we went on holiday but when the time came for me to have the clips and stitches removed I had to wait a few days longer. We could have stayed another day for me to go to the hospital to have them removed. Buy the time I did make it home to my doctor the incision had become infected. That meant I had to make more trips to the doctor to have it treated.
Then a couple of weeks before the end of the six week after the operation, my husband came home in a bad mood, and he'd also been drinking. I had just finished changing my son when he came into the room, shoved me down on the bed to have forced sex. When he relieved his frustration he walked out without a backward glance. He didn't bother what either of the children might have seen. That action was the beginning of the down fall of any respect he deserved to receive from me. His next digression came a short while later which I should have him charged BUT I thought of what my family might do if I did tell. And what trouble they might find themselves in with the law. Now, the time has come to tell so my experience may help someone who has been or will be in the same situation.
Muscles are aching and burning so it is time to finish.
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