My Husband Constantly Mocked Me for Doing Nothing, Then He Found My Note After the ER Took Me Away

His fury collapsed into shock and guilt; he dropped the phone and whispered, “Is this some kind of a joke?”

Tyler didn’t bother trying to process what my sister said; he just left the apartment, keys shaking in his hand.

At the hospital, I was hooked up to IVs and monitors. I was dehydrated, exhausted, and, as they confirmed, pregnant. When Tyler arrived, he looked like a man who had just been slapped by reality.

He sat beside me and held my hand. I hated the feel of his hand in mine, but I was too weak to say anything.

“I didn’t know,” he whispered. “I didn’t know you were this sick.”