Wife and I had the same argument the other night. I had to have minor surgery on my back. Nothing serious or debilitating. But it left a wound that needed to be packed every other day and minor cleaning in between. My wife is a nurse, so instead of having to go in every other day to have the old packing removed and repacked at $100 plus a pop, she's been taking care of it. Wound is between my shoulder blades so there isn't any way for me to get to it.
The other night, she pulled the packing, I showered, and just as I was getting out, her phone rang. So she answered it, and stayed on the phone for half an hour. Mean while, I can't put a shirt on, go to bed, sit back in a chair comfortably, couldn't lay down on my side or stomach do to another issue, and feeling nautious from the antibiotic. Shooed me away when I tried to get her to at least put a bandaid on it while she was on the phone.
Needless to say, I was really livid when she got off the phone.