It's going to take me a while to get over this one . . .

The last time my husband mowed the lawn he got stuck twice in the mud and so he had me sit on the tractor/mower and put it in gear while he pulled the mower out of the mud - twice, mind you. We have a truck and we have strong gear to hook to a truck that could pull a tractor/mower out of the mud with me on it besides. Well all went fine for a short bit until husband's back really started to bother him. He never complains so you know that if he's complaining and allowing me to get him a cane so he can get up off of a chair something is truly bad. Just by luck he had an appointment at the VA a few days later but he told them he was already getting better. Of course that night his back was really, really bad so I asked him to call the VA to see if they could help him out. In the meanwhile I went to Home Depot and bought some boards for the bed because he sleeps better on a hard surface. I removed the foam pad I had gotten and I lifted up the mattress so he could slide the boards in. Remember here that my chest is still tender from a bit of surgery. But there was no way I liked seeing him struggling with pain. The VA didn't call back until two days later when they said that on the third day he could go to their pharmacy in Baton Rouge to get some meds that should help ease the pain. I drove him to the VA and he started the meds as soon as we got home. At 3am it happened that both the muscle relaxer and the pain pills were set to be taken at the same time, which he did without food. So all day Sunday he was throwing up. Also keep in mind that we had the puppies here so I worried a bit about them too making sure they were well fed, watered and walked. Monday he was much better and the puppies went home. Last night we walked to a neighborhood get together and said husband still had trouble with his back and couldn't sit well which leads us to today. I had a doctor's appointment and when I got home the neighbor whom I had hired to mow the lawn from now on was at work. The yard looks fantastic and I'm so proud of myself for being a thoughtful, caring wife except - I noticed that the circle was mowed and thought that was nice of the man I hired to mow the circle too. I figured he just wanted the neighborhood to look nice since no one owns the circle but my husband had taken it upon himself to keep it mowed. Well, you guessed it, while I was at my appointment husband decided the mower's tires needed to have air in them because they leak (knowing that he did not have to mow and that I was paying someone to mow he still had to put air in the tires and what the hell once you have air in the tires you might as well mow the circle.) He supposedly got that done before the men hired to mow and trim the yard came. I have never been so pissed off in 50 years of having this husband. How on earth can he think it's okay to hurt his back; scare his wife as she sees him struggle to move around and she does all in her power to not cause him any work at all; sets up the TV in the bedroom because he can't sit quite comfortably yet and then when she gets the time to go to an appointment he bounces around on the mower getting it out of the small shed, bends to put air in the tires and then mows the circle. I give up. I quit. I have never been so beside myself with anger at the sheer asininity of what he did. That's it. I'm still pissed and he will not understand why, I'm certain of that. I may have to scream. (I think I have removed all of the really bad words.)