Wow...Ron is totally out of control with anger. He has been so mean to me the past couple weeks. He won't do anything for me anymore, like help feed the dogs or cats says they aren't his, called me an &!#$&^% princess last Friday cuz I went to my daughters after work to get a mani/pedi for a family wedding I went to Saturday. He gets mad at me cuz I watch Hell's Kitchen and Master Chef cuz it has food and he says my life revolves around food...he yelled at the TV News one night when they did a spot about Susan G Coleman cancer walk, said he's tired of hearing about Cancer...last night he told me he was leaving me, he is going to miss me than he called me a female dog...he is taking liquid Oxycodone...AND yes the idiot is drinking beer thru his feeding tube, I told him last night to leave, I can't help him anymore, part of me wants him to leave part of me wants him there...more parts wants him gone. He stopped helping me with the stuff he used to buy, like coffee, TP, dog food/treats/cat food/litter that was what he would contribute to the house as well as pay the 3 mo water/sewer bill and the house real estate taxes monthly...all he's done was give me $10 Saturday since he had his surgery June 30th...oh and on top of getting mad at me he got mad at the dog too! Poor thing she had no idea why she was being yelled at as she was sleeping peacefully on the bed. I swear I was so close to reaching over and yanking out his trach and feeding tube! Smoking yes still going strong, guess he will only stop when he's dead and he seems to be wanting to go in that direction. Maybe he shouldn't have had this surgery...told me I'd be better off if he leaves, and I believe I will too.