Please help--nursing school straining family

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Hello,

I'm brand new to this board, having just registered after searching the Internet for some support for the families of nursing students. My wife, always the love of my life, is just finishing up her next-to-last semester of nursing school. I want to continue being as supportive as possible; we and our children discussed the demands of nursing school before she started, and all along we've seen this getting-RN-licensure thing as a family endeavor.

The strain on our relationship is becoming tremendous, though. My wife doesn't have time to do the things around the house that she'd like to do, which is fine with me; I don't mind doing them. No matter what I do, though, it's never quite exactly the way she would do it, and when she sees it, she explodes. I understand that she's tense and under a lot of pressure right now, but I and our kids are increasingly unhappy--which makes it hard to be available to the woman we all love dearly.

We just bought a house, and I did most of the packing and unpacking. Nothing was broken, but I seem to have packed things illogically. With a completely different kitchen than we had before, my wife was at first frustrated with how things were put away, so she pulled everything out and left it all over the counter. After a couple weeks went by during which she wasn't able to find time/energy/motivation to put the things away and repeatedly turned down offers for someone else to do it, she finally said that I could put the food away. I talked with her about where she wanted things, and she said she really didn't know, and feeling overwhelmed was part of the reason she hadn't done it yet. I got what input I could, and when she agreed I understood what she wanted, I spent several hours organizing the kitchen while she was away. She came home to tell me how stupid and illogical it all was, pulled things out again, threw them on the counter, and ran crying into the bedroom.

We didn't cook our turkey until today, because she didn't feel up to it and didn't want me to do it. Today she was stressed again, yelling at the kids for wanting to help or for not helping, and at me for doing everything wrong. She'd picked out a tangerine glazed turkey recipe she wanted to try, but then wasn't up to doing it; she broke down because we couldn't find where the tnagerine juicer had been packed, and it hadn't been found and put away yet. I prepared the turkey according to the recipe while she relaxed with a video game (much-needed down time; I don't begrudge her the game in the tiniest bit). I juiced the tangerines wrong. I put too many garlic cloves in the bird. I followed the recipe for the potato-rosemary rolls she wanted, but used powdered rosemary instead of dried crushed rosemary, which made the kitchen smell too strongly of rosemary, and the dough was the wrong texture so she said we should just throw the whole thing out instead of baking it. I wondered if our yeast was too old, and looked up how to test it, then followed the directions to the last detail; apparently, though, it wasn't right because I didn't use a thermometer to measure "lukewarm," used the wrong shaped cup to test the yeast in, and just generally did it all wrong. I've also been making our bed wrong, vacuuming wrong, loading the dishwasher wrong, doing the laundry wrong, etc.

I really do understand that she's under a lot of stress right now, and feels like all the demands of nursing school leave her feeling like there's not enough in her life that's within her sphere of control. Also, a couple months ago we went to a cookout with some of her classmates, and their families voiced frustration and difficulty with the strains nursing school placed on their relationships. One suggested that the university should offer a support group for the spouses of nursing students. Beyond agreeing vaguely that it's "difficult," though, I didn't (and wouldn't) say anything about my wife or our personal relationship; I don't believe in that kind of gossiping.

I love my wife. Going to nursing school, working (about 8 hours/week), and being part of a family is a pretty big load. At the same time, I'm working, too, and attending school long-distance to finish my MBA in health care management. I also do almost all the parenting and other house/home upkeep right now. I don't mind doing these things

I'm hoping that someone here can offer some insight into the stresses of the last half-year of nursing school, and how other spouses have both coped themselves and supported their nursing students. What strategies have helped marriages survive this difficult period? What can I do to ease the strain on my wife so that she can feel happier with her home life? How can I help???

NursingSchoolWife

Thank you so much for all the support and insight. You've really helped.

The day before yesterday, I had a wonderful, fun, happy lunch with my vibrant wife . . . while sitting at a Student Nurse Association table in the student union, selling raffle tickets to raise money for Ronald McDonald house. Not anyone's typical lunch date, I realize, but it was just fine!

As president of the SNA, my wife found herself unexpectedly needing to fill in for two people who couldn't work the table when they'd agreed to be there. I offered to help, and it turned out to be just the right thing. We laughed and talked while selling the tickets, and however weird the setting we really reconnected. Now, suddenly, there are things I can genuinely do to help her, that are easy for me (like making a couple phone calls to folk in administration), and outside the realm of our household where the conflicts had been focused. She's asking me for help with evaluation tools and project planning--right up my professional alley. :) And, instead of the almost-expected tirade about undone housework, she stunned me with, "Don't worry about the bathroom"--when honestly, it was a total wreck! I'm optimistic now that we can get through this last semester somewhat better than the one that's almost over.

I feel a bit like a kid--"She likes me again!"

Never mind the books and websites out there, I suppose. When I think about it, I can see how love notes scattered on our bed might seem like a combination of clutter and pressure, and my unpacking and managing our house might carry an unintended negative message (something like, "You should have, but didn't, so I did, and differently to boot." Obviously that's not what I meant at all, but I can see where it might be interpreted that way now.) Maybe, for us, "being supportive" can just be more direct; my wife's SNA responsibilities are important to her, and because it's similar to what I do professionally, my help isn't as threatening. The surprise is that because it's such familiar territory for me, it's less of an energy investment on my part, leaving me with a little more to share elsewhere, and there's less issue of whether or not I did something "right."

Even last night was "good" after a long time of "no hint" . . . and at her suggestion. :D

Thank you again, everyone!

Specializes in Home Health Care,LTC.

Glad things are going better Hang in there sounds like things are starting to get on the right track. Did you sit down and have a heart to heart talk and ask her about some things she needed or wanted you to do? Just wondering it helped us during our problems when I was in nursing school. Now get this we both are going to go back to school starting in Jan. we'll see how this one goes. LOL. House will probably be in shambles.

Angie

Specializes in NICU.

What a spirited post! I'm so glad you're feeling better about things and reconnected in an unexpected place :) Have a wonderful Christmas!

I have to tell you that your wife sounds exactly like I did when I was going through a manic-depressive episode.

I had/have straight A's am a University Honors Scholar and run most of the activities that happen at school with my class. EVERYTHING is VITAL when I am in a manic mode. DRAMA. Not drama queen, but the most miniscule detail can make or break my sanity...things no one else even knows exist. I got divorced while in nursing school and have remarried. I did go through what your wife is going through with my first husband. Turned out I was in a SEVERE depression and the only thing keeping me going and not realizing it was school.

When I finally got counseling, I determined the cause of my problems and dealt with them head on (got divorced, for example). My marriage was an issue way before nursing school and I had lost a child, so I am in NO way implying that may be the cause in your case...just an example. Now, I am married to the most wonderful, supportive husband (I thought in the world until I read your post. lol.) who understands that when I start freaking out with school and the world, he leaves me and whatever it is that's bothering me alone. He lets me get to it in my own time. OR if the situation affects the family, he confronts me with it and reminds me the world is not all about me. Of course I get upset at first...human nature...but then it grounds me again.

You are doing the best you can, but I agree with other posters and strongly urge you to at the very least get her help with coping. She is being abusive to you, but she may not realize it or she might and may be beating herself up silently about that one-more-thing she is doing/not doing to/for her family. Diagnosing is beyond the scope of nursing, so no one here will be able to tell you what the problem is or what exactly to do to "fix" it. We can, however, tell you that we all know about the insane stress of nursing school and some of us can offer our personal experiences for you to gain insight from.

Good luck and I truly hope you guys pull through this. She sounds amazingly lucky to have you and you sound like you have the love of your life.

Peace

It sounds like things are going better for you! That is a wonderful thing.

And for those who thought the cost of counseling was high, please remember that it does not have to be expensive. There are nurse practitioners, licensed professional counselors, social workers, and ministers, all of whom cost far less than a psychologist or a psychiatrist. And with a mostly healthy relationship, it's unlikely many sessions would be needed.

Most of us, if a tooth broke off, would go in and have a crown put on ASAP -- even though that's quite expensive, even with insurance (when it really could just be pulled, if money -- not cosmetics -- were the only issue)...yet when it comes to the most important relationships in our lives, all of us tend to put off getting professional help. My son's few sessions with a social worker cost me $60/session...well worth every dime. I'm only sorry I waited so long to take him in, partly due to the fear of what it would cost.

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