I have been married to my DH for, going on three years in January. He's been dx since 1981. I have allowed myself to be his caretaker; making his lunch each morning, driving like a mad hatter to his side when he got a low on the construction site and begging the EMS driver NOT to transport him. Last week, after a three month lay off he's finally working a part-time seasonal job. I have been the primary income all that time. I hate the role reversal. Today, he had the first low @ work - upper 30's. He said he ate, he said he checked his sugar. What time he checked it is another ball game. I have been at the "last thread" stage; stressed, tired, worried, anxious for the past month. This just isn't what I needed to hear. He just allows himself to get so busy & just doesn't stop to check BG. I shouldn't have to call and check on him. I shouldn't have to jump every time my cell or work phone rings. He damages my trust and confidence every time this happens. I love him so much. I just feel like he's not taking this seriously and being responsible. I married him for "sickness and health". But what is going to happen if he puts me in the grave first, stressed out w/ a heart attack. THEN where will he be? There are just days where it is all about him and the diabetes. His identity is primarily diabetic. Not husband, father, friend. But diabetic. Well not me. I want to get above this and rule it not it rule us.