Cirrhosis part 2

This is really misleading, part one happened about 3 years ago, in the Summer of 2005. My husband, who had never been a heavy drinker to my knowledge, was diagnosed with cirrhosis. Or as I like to see it, "End Stage Liver Disease". That is much scarier. In any case, the hidden bottles I had found and which had always been easily dismissed planted a seed in my hear. Was he lying to me? Shortly after diagnosis, he was hospitalised in Intensive Care for about a week. We weren't sure he would pull through it. He did, and went to see one of the best GI physicians in the country. He went regularly for a few months, and then came home one day proclaiming that he was doing so well that his doctor did not need to see him except for once a year. I found that hard to believe, but I believed it. He was an adult, and why would he lie about something like this?

He lied. I have been finding empty bottles in his car, office, and the garbage. He started looking so worn out and jaundiced that I asked him to go to the doctor. He said he did, but when I asked to see blood test results, he told me he didn't have them, and that he didn't remember which lab he went to. Later he said he remembered, but they must have lost his results. He even told this to our counselor, who spent hours trying to track the mystery results down. Of course he never got the test - I found the lab order in his car.

This man has been lying to me about so many things that I don't know how I will be able to stay married to him. I do love him, but he is more of a child to me than a man. I don't know how that can change. He just went through detox, and then straight into rehab. This is a first for him. I will giveit one chance, but if it doesn't work...I have to leave this relationship. The lies are the worst part, even worse than watching him kill himself.

Thanks for reading, I'll keep you posted