Wow...
Sherry, I must admit that you have a reason to have your Calvins in a knot. At the risk of betraying my own gender, I can give a small bit of advice. With respect to the lack of emotional TLC you need right now, just "close down the goody store" until you get what you need. That seems to be the age old remedy I am told. As far as the backrub, take a hammer to the piggy bank and go get one on your own. There are usually qualified massage technicians available nearby.
Message to Hubby: Be thankful she has the flabby belly to aim for rather than the DNA factory. Here in Philadelphia several days ago, a woman physically tore off her husband's testicles with her bare hands during a moment of rage. Try to be a little more thoughtful. Given the prevalence of all varieties of male cancers these days, you might very well find yourself in Sherry's medical predicament some day. At that moment you will understand completely.
Message to Mom: Any of us could die at any moment in a car accident, but that doesn't make it any less traumatic when worrying about a serious disease that alters every facet of your daily existence.
You know Sherry, you might consider a one day walkout, to let everyone involved see what there lives would be like without you. Sort of the Jimmy Stewart "It's a Wonderful Life" approach. These things may seem harsh, but you deserve a break so that you can spend your time taking care of you, and not the rest of the civilized world.
And don't tell anyone you heard it from me, but women with a little meat on their bones are VERY attractive. Keep your chin up. Things will get better.
Tom
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