A stressful evening

I woke up in so much pain this morning that I couldn't even take my meds. I made a quick trip to the bathroom and by the time I got back to my room I couldn't take the pain and laid back down on the bed. I fell back to sleep and by the time I woke up again the pain was worse. It seemed to take forever for the meds to kick in so I could function at all. I did what I could around the house and when he got home I knew he wanted me to make a meal for him tonight, so I pushed myself. He came into the kitchen as I was finishing making dinner and LOUDLY told me he didn't want me making him dinner anymore because he can't take listening to me in pain in the next room (yeah, sorry about that!). He complains when I'm in too much pain to make dinner, and he complains when I push myself to make dinner because he has to see or hear me in pain. I can't win here! He just makes it so much harder to cope some days! I wish I had somewhere to just be by myself sometimes so I could at least get some peace.