Yesterday my Partner decided he could do something better than I could. Took his walker and walked to the kitchen and fell on his back. He yelled Sweetheart and I turned to look and he was falling backwards. I could tell he was alright, but I still asked him if I should call 911. There was no way I could get him up off the floor. Well he was intent on not going to the ER. We got him up finally. This morning he had to stay in bed because he had too much pain. PT came by and determined that he had no broken bones, but to be cautious he should sleep in his recliner tonight and see how he feels in the morning. Urinal and bedside toilet next to him. Oh My, I thought GREAT now I have to sleep on the couch to watch over him. NOT! Tonight I am in the bedroom, with the TV on, fan blowing (it is always too hot in this house), and reclining in bed about to watch tv and read. I handed him his cell phone and told him how to call me if he needs me. I turned on the TV to his favorite show (which he will fall asleep during). I am in paradise. I realize I must find a caregiver to take my time for at least once a week and maybe for a LONG weekend. I am SO tired. So very tired. I am even thinking that spending all the money on a care home might not be that bad after all. Oh well tomorrow I will be better and I will do my care giving again. Am I being selfish?