Havent read all the responses to your post. I was wondering,have you have considered your wifes emotional as well as her physical health?

My D-Day hit me like a ton of bricks. When I first found out there was 'physical pain' throughout my whole body. I was blindsided completely. Although my H thought we had grown apart, I had no idea what so ever that he felt that way. My world crashed within seconds. Breathing was hard. (although the A was just a few short months) I felt as if the past 12 years of my life were a lie. I wondered what was wrong with me. Why would he do this to me? What made her better, worthier? My head spun. I constantly needed to sleep, yet I couldnt sleep more than an hour a night. I couldnt eat. I lost 40 pounds I didnt need to lose. I prayed to God to take me because it was the only way the pain was going to stop. I couldnt stand him next to me, yet I cried all night if he slept in another room. I had trouble remembering the simplest things. Washing dishes was a chore beyond my abilities. I backed away from friends because I was embarrassed. I told no one because I was full of shame that my H had strayed. I could not find one thing that I was worthy of. I work with the public, and it made me look at everyone differently. It hurt to see couples hold hands on some days, on other days I would wonder if they were a couple or having an affair. In front of my H I tried to be the same as I always was, but I was living minute to minute on nicotine and caffeine. Food made me vomit, EVERYTHING gave me a headache, and just waking up in the morning gave me a feeling of doom. I couldnt hold food down for weeks and weeks. Talking on the phone was a chore. The world as I knew it was gone forever, my life was never going to be the same, and I was never going to have anyone that loved me ever again. I loved him as much as I hated him.

If this sounds confusing and dizzying, try being the BS. It comes at you faster than I can type or you can read.