Going to start by saying I’m 6 months pregnant, have been with my boyfriend a bit over a year. We don’t live together because we’re both in leases and did NOT expect to get pregnant so easily because we both have fertility issues. So we can’t move in together until this baby is a few months old, which has made this pregnancy a bit difficult.

Friday, I got really sick and was hospitalized after seeing my primary care doctor. I had a high fever, was really dehydrated, and they suspected a PE because of chest pain.

I texted my bf and let him know I was going to the hospital. I hadn’t told him yet that I was feeling unwell. He didn’t respond for TWO hours! He said he had left his phone on the charger while running errands and wanted to know if I wanted him to come up there. I told him he was welcome to but didn’t have to, baby was already checked and fine and I was waiting to be admitted to a different area of the hospital. I know here, I should have said YES, I need you right now, but I didn’t want to impose on his time and have him sit there bored.

Anyway, then he calls and asked if I worked all day. I said yes because of the holiday weekend, no one was in to cover my shift and I couldn’t leave, I can’t afford to lose my job while I’m still paying all my bills on my own. So he started yelling at me for it, which didn’t help when I’m sitting in the hospital sick as I was. I got really quiet and he asked why I was so quiet, I said because I was trying not to cry, which made him mad, which made me cry, which made him annoyed. That was probably the second time EVER that I’ve cried around him. Then some people came in to start my iv and draw more blood so I said I had to go and hung up.

Then I get this...

I have no idea what he meant by “fishy”...

He didn’t respond to anything for the rest of the night as I kept him updated on what was going on. He didn’t answer when I called because they wouldn’t let me drive once they released me at 3am. I ended up having to call my mom and call her again the next morning to take me to pick my car back up.

The next afternoon he still hadn’t said anything so I sent him a message letting him know I was feeling loads better thanks to zofran and wanted to know if he wanted me to come over that night. I finally got a response from him and it was a no, you should stay home in case you start feeling unwell again...

I didn’t respond to that, which was late Saturday afternoon, and haven’t heard from him since. I cried all day Sunday because I’m so physically and mentally broken at this point. He posted on snap that he was out and about all day Sunday doing leisurely things like hanging out at the beach. But never contacted me, never asked if I wanted to do something, or checked in how I was. It’s been 4 days since I last heard from him and now find out he is MAD AT ME. Was working through being sick really that big of a deal? Or crying because I had seriously hit my limit on what I could handle that day?

My mom, sister, uncle, etc have all checked in on me to see how I am knowing I live alone, but he hasn’t, the person that should worry the most, has abandoned me and is angry with me.

I don’t even know how to reach out to him now without bitching him out because I swing back and forth from crying to wanting to yell at him and just straight up giving up and never speaking to him again because no matter how hard I try, he refuses to communicate with me! We’ve only fought twice ever and it was very mild irritations, nothing serious at all.