I just recently went through something similar to what you did. I had a particularly bad day and spent most of the day in bed. In the evening when I TRIED to have a normal conversation with my husband of many years he groused that perhaps if I woke up early enough to talk with him, we could have a normal conversation. I retorted with "perhaps if he had my disease he would understand that I have bad days".

Then he said "I wish I had your disease, then I wouldn't have to work". Talk about a punch in the gut. I wouldn't wish this disease on anyone.

In my mind, I'm justifying his remarks as coming from pressure about being the breadwinner, the insurance provider, etc. But he is older than I and although this disease is awful, I believe that one day I will be giving him physical assistance to the best of my abilities. And I hope that I have enough character to not complain to him about what a chore he is to me.

This disease takes a toll on relationships and marriages. I am mentally prepared that if he wants out, he knows where the door is. I don't need someone with attitude in my life and I strongly believe that G*d provides for us. With that said, I also believe that his verbalization of his feelings may have provided a pressure relief valve to him.

I removed myself from his attitude and went back to bed. LOL. Tomorrow is another day and I'll see what that brings.

I don't know if this helps you but just know that you are not alone.