In Sickness and in Health

In sickness and in health till death do us part...seems ideal I must say, but geez what a drag that must be.
Today, I spent most of my day caring for my partially disabled fiance. Helping him put on his socks, help him in and out of bed, drive for hours trying to find a gp open on a Saturday so that he could get some painkillers for his back, AND on top of that cook and clean for him. I'm sure his kitchen has never sparkled so much (he had oil dripping from the exhaust fan for goodness sakes). Yet at the end of the day, he's feeling better and working on his computer when I tell him I'm going home and he just goes, "Ok, bye!". In my mind, I was going. "What the.....^%&%^#$@#!". A hard day's work taking care of a yelping invalid and I just get an "Ok, bye!" when he's feeling a lot better? He didn't even look at me until I went up to kiss him goodbye. Humph! What an ungrateful SOB. I think I'll just snub him tomorrow. See how that feels!