Charm - your wife sure is one lucky lady!
Now about the car stuff: It's not only husbands that can be rather "difficult". Every day on the way to Rad Tx, I heard lots of complaints from my son about my driving, like when going thru a narrow curve with the posted limit at 25 (actually I was going 35), he would tell me to speed up! Meanwhile I had the car loaded with lots of towels and water bottles and being careful to ensure a smooth ride to make it easy on his nausea. I have no idea why I didn't just bring a throw-up bucket - you know those cute little dishpans that I could have put a smiley face on. Paul couldn't talk very well but he sure expressed his displeasure in no uncertain terms. At times, though, seeing him looking so pathetic and frustrated at trying his best to be angry almost seemed comical and in a way it was an encouraging step up from seeing him lying in bed and checking on him every few minutes to make sure he was still breathing. That was 4 years ago and he is now a very sweet loving person but whenever we have occasion to go someplace in my car, he's the one that drives. I guess it must be a guy thing cuz I'm a good driver. Really!