Disclaimer: I’ve been thinking about these things for about a week now. I’m reaching the boiling point. This is just me venting and in an hour or two I’ll feel better. If not, well, David and I see the family doctor tomorrow to discuss our situation, so maybe he’ll prescribe something for me instead of David.

How the heck am I supposed to be a submissive wife? Proverbs 31 says nothing about what you should do when your husband clearly needs medical attention, but refuses to go to the doctor. How is it being a good, submissive Christian wife when I tell him he’s going to the doctor whether he likes it or not? That he’s taking his meds whether he likes it or not? That he has to exercise and eat right and do everything else his doctors say?

I believe we should be obedient to God’s word in all circumstances. But what I am supposed to do? Is it okay for me to be bossy now, and just be submissive when David is healthy? AGHH! I don’t know! Dayna, I am so glad you let me borrow A Wife After God’s Own Heart. I really needed it this week.

Most of the time I feel like I’m fighting David’s arthritis by myself. David’s too tired and sick to fill out financial assistance paperwork. David isn’t up to researching the latest information on Psoriatic Arthritis. Usually I understand that, and I’m okay with it. But not today.

And just for the record, David is a great husband. He has his Biblical role as a husband down pat.

There. Thank you for letting me get that out.

Here’s issue number two. What kind of sick, ignorant people think that all illnesses are caused by poor eating habits and inactivity? Seriously!? Have they never heard of genetic disease? Ugh! And medication is not evil! Sweet potatoes are not going to cure* my husband’s arthritis, moron! Actually, there isn’t really a specific moron that I have in mind. I just read something in a book that made me angry.

Ah. Thank you. I do feel a bit better now. Anyone else have anything they need to vent or complain about? God is good, all the time. Still, I don’t mind weeping with those who weep.

*There is no cure for arthritis. Duh!

Update: After posting this, David asked me to make a few changes. So it would be more politically correct. At first I was aghast. I don’t care if this is politically correct! Then I decided I could be a submissive wife and I made the changes.

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