Don't apologise soop!! (I was cross! )
But I now "go with the flow" as anything else seems like too much effort! Annsixty is right talking about being "taken for granted". One of my problems is that I think I try (too hard) to make it all seamless, so instead of stopping off for fish and chips, I did delicate sea bream with herb butter, steamed baby pak choi and jersey royals with rhubarb (one of his favourites) in between getting in, unpacking his bags and putting out fresh pj's for him, glass of water on the bedside table, Horlicks at bedtime etc etc etc He wasn't interested in eating, so I felt deflated.
I actually seem to do not a lot more these days and (whinge) sometimes feel my own identity is disappearing as I morph into a one woman support system!! With every incident or illness DH slips down a level in activity in the house, making tea, carrying his own glass of water (can't do that, walking with two sticks) being aware of time, remembering appointments, helping in any way in the house - not that he ever really did, but filling and emptying the dishwasher, collecting stuff for the bins, making the bed etc all a distant memory.
Right end of moan, better out than in, but a line now needs to be drawn.
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