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<blockquote data-quote="slsh" data-source="post: 560773" data-attributes="member: 8"><p>You're much nicer than me. I have absolutely *forbidden* any cr@p in the house - boy, were they ticked off at me when the morning after Halloween, I dumped the rest of the candy in the garbage can (the one in the garage, where there will be no temptation to dig it out). Chips? Get tossed. No cookies, candy, cakes, muffins, etc. No junk food. No fast food, aside from Subway, but heaven help the fool who brings home a Subway cookie. </p><p></p><p>My husband takes it one step further - he feels so "bad" he has to go to ER, which results in ridiculous bills. He's not 50 yet and has had 1 heart cath, countless echos, stress tests, EKGs, etc. Honestly, and I'm a little ashamed to admit this (but only a little), he's now got the doctors doing an upper GI on him - my preference is to have it done in hospital setting for safety, but they only apparently do "twilight" sedation in hospital, while they will knock him out completely in office - makes no sense, but whatever. But my thinking was: "Hmmmm, maybe he *should* have it done in hospital so that he's a bit miserable and WILL CUT THIS KOI OUT!!!!" I relented and he's having it done in dr office but.... I swear, next time he decides he needs to pull this, I'm having them do *all* testing without any sedation/anesthesia.</p><p></p><p>I have to bite my tongue when he gets his "chest pain" - gee, perhaps the salsa and other junk that you ate might have something to do with it. I refuse to drive him anymore to the hospital. </p><p></p><p>He also has panic attacks, which he refuses to accept, which complicates the whole picture.</p><p></p><p>After this last go round, I had to simply put it to him. He wants to kill himself? Fine. But I'm not sticking around to watch. And this frequent flier garbage in ERs with his "chest pain" has got to stop because I cannot take anymore of this stress - it's making me nuts. His heart is *fine*, dammit. I've got the bills to prove it. He needs to get off his expanding posterior and put up or shut up. </p><p></p><p>He keeps thinking there's something "wrong" and that the dr will find it and fix it and he will be fine. Only if it involves jaw wiring.</p><p></p><p>I don't trust doctors and I think the more he shows up in their offices, the higher likelihood they *will* find something (or more likely foul something up and just cause more problems). I'm honestly not sure which terrifies me more - him dying, or him becoming an invalid. I have a hard enough time taking care of Boo.</p><p></p><p>So..... don't know what to tell you. My strategy ended up being a raving b-word. I'm not the food police and husband is a big boy, but I have my limits and I let him know what they were in very clear terms. </p><p></p><p>He's hitting the gym tonight for the second time this week. We will see.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="slsh, post: 560773, member: 8"] You're much nicer than me. I have absolutely *forbidden* any cr@p in the house - boy, were they ticked off at me when the morning after Halloween, I dumped the rest of the candy in the garbage can (the one in the garage, where there will be no temptation to dig it out). Chips? Get tossed. No cookies, candy, cakes, muffins, etc. No junk food. No fast food, aside from Subway, but heaven help the fool who brings home a Subway cookie. My husband takes it one step further - he feels so "bad" he has to go to ER, which results in ridiculous bills. He's not 50 yet and has had 1 heart cath, countless echos, stress tests, EKGs, etc. Honestly, and I'm a little ashamed to admit this (but only a little), he's now got the doctors doing an upper GI on him - my preference is to have it done in hospital setting for safety, but they only apparently do "twilight" sedation in hospital, while they will knock him out completely in office - makes no sense, but whatever. But my thinking was: "Hmmmm, maybe he *should* have it done in hospital so that he's a bit miserable and WILL CUT THIS KOI OUT!!!!" I relented and he's having it done in dr office but.... I swear, next time he decides he needs to pull this, I'm having them do *all* testing without any sedation/anesthesia. I have to bite my tongue when he gets his "chest pain" - gee, perhaps the salsa and other junk that you ate might have something to do with it. I refuse to drive him anymore to the hospital. He also has panic attacks, which he refuses to accept, which complicates the whole picture. After this last go round, I had to simply put it to him. He wants to kill himself? Fine. But I'm not sticking around to watch. And this frequent flier garbage in ERs with his "chest pain" has got to stop because I cannot take anymore of this stress - it's making me nuts. His heart is *fine*, dammit. I've got the bills to prove it. He needs to get off his expanding posterior and put up or shut up. He keeps thinking there's something "wrong" and that the dr will find it and fix it and he will be fine. Only if it involves jaw wiring. I don't trust doctors and I think the more he shows up in their offices, the higher likelihood they *will* find something (or more likely foul something up and just cause more problems). I'm honestly not sure which terrifies me more - him dying, or him becoming an invalid. I have a hard enough time taking care of Boo. So..... don't know what to tell you. My strategy ended up being a raving b-word. I'm not the food police and husband is a big boy, but I have my limits and I let him know what they were in very clear terms. He's hitting the gym tonight for the second time this week. We will see. [/QUOTE]
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