I'm constantly up at 2 am or 6 am or both, cleaning up after a husband with diarrhea. It starts with the smell that wakes me up and ends with a 3 hour ordeal of showering, cleaning linens, cleaning carpet, wiping and cleaning floors. He apparently walks around at night dripping everywhere. (I keep bedroom door locked so he is confined to our bedroom. He wears depends but pulls them off. I have hired help but his schedule is so irregular that he seems to strike when they are not here. I'm exhausted and wonder how much longer I can go on, but then I think about what a wonderful husband he has been to me and I'm so grateful to have had him in my life. I owe him more than I can ever repay.