I understand the pain, anger and frustration you feel. That isn't how a kind and decent person treats someone... anyone.

I was treated in a similar manner by my ex husband. It wasn't life threatening like it was for you. I slipped and broke my right ankle at the leg bone (tibia). The short version is I had no one to help me, no way to get to the emergency room, 2 sleeping kids and an ex who refused to come home early from "guys night out".

I wrapped my ankle in bubble wrap and duct tape and an empty tissue box and waited. 3 hours later, the ex finally came home, called me "an attention seeking drama queen", refused to give me his keys and went to bed. He stormed off shouting he was almost out of gas because he works too many hours and I ruined his one night out to relax. When he fell asleep, I took the keys out of his pocket, and went to the emergency room. (Yes, he purposely kept his keys in his jeans pocket and went to bed with his clothes on).

It wasn't until I was leaving the ER with a temporary leg cast, crutches, and my xrays that I realized a few things... he had come home freshly showered, his shirt was on inside out, his passenger seat was fully reclined, and he had 3/4 of a tank of gas. I arrived home, got the kids up, fed, dressed and off to the first day of school. He took his truck and off to work he went without a single word.

I understand that we sometimes look back on the past because we have to deal with things. I hope you are doing OK and focusing on being the best you.