In the five or six times I've been inpatient, the only visitors I can recall are my mother- and father-in-law. "How nice," you say. Sure, they came to visit, but then proceeded to lecture me about prayer and faith. If I read the bible more I wouldn't be in the hospital.

As awful as that was, it's my MIL who drives me to ECT every month pretty much. Fortunately, she doesn't lecture me any more. So, support? Yes, but a little myopic.

My wife doesn't know quite how poorly I get because I don't want to worry her. So I don't count it a lack of support from my wife. My mom and siblings are far enough away that they can't really do anything for me, so that's a closed topic.