I'm already ready to kick your husband to the curve.

I had a d*ckhead like that once. Was in the hospital when my baby was only 1, for a month and wasn't expected to live. Got down to 86 lbs. I finally asked that they bar him from my room because he would come and ***** at me about things like....oh, a $9.67 long distance phone bill, or...the babysitter my daughter was staying with wasn't good enough, or... well he!!, he even asked why I was in the hospital, I should go home. Hello? See the tubes in my nose and throat and iv's everywhere you ****?

Okay, I'm getting all revved up so let's forget about the **** in your home.

Like Alffe said, it's about you and recovering the best you can. Seems to me someone should be taking care of YOU!