| I can’t get past "erm" |
Really? Her own daughter wasn’t staying. Why is it her daughter in law’s responsibility to stay? I do agree that OP needed to be assertive and say “Thank you, I need to go home” and if DH tried to railroad her, she should have gotten an UBER. |
Because her DIL is married to her son, who wanted to stay. OP was not “unwell” enough to not stay for dinner, which was already prepared. She had somehow managed a full day of activities. It’s a sore arm, not the stomach flu. Take an analgesic, ask for a hot or cold pack, eat dinner That was already made, visit, and then go home. This is hardly an arduous undertaking. |
| Next time get in the car and go. Let your husband figure out how to get home on his own. I can’t believe the people saying well you were out and about all day so it wasn’t that bad. Uh, she was out and about all day and the pain often gets worse as the day wears on. OP had probably reached her limit and might not have had any Advil on her to take more. Everyone feels better at home, especially when they’re already tired from being out and socializing the entire day. Team OP l—except grow a spine and leave on your own next time. Let your husband fend for himself. |
| Why are you going to a winery and then eating inside with old people during a pandemic? What the hell. Where do you live that this is considered OK behavior? Some Trump state? |
That's how I read it, too. MIL was happy to pack the stew "to go" but DH insisted on dining in. What happened to your arm, OP? Did DH think it was no big deal or that you were malingering? |
You sound fun |
This is ok everywhere, pp. Get a grip. We have been in phase 3 for a while. |
| I wish I had a trick elbow that works just fine for things I want to do (drink wine) but no so much for the boring things (dinner with in-laws). |
What does "phase 3" mean in this context? |
^Spot on. |
This is ridiculous. Surely MIL has Advil. Grow a spine and ask for some. But seriously, I can’t imagine being such a wimp. I once went to a dinner party an hour after I broke two ribs in a farm accident, because I’m not a flake. |
| Team husband for being kind and considerate to his mother. OP sounds jealous. |
| You didn't want to stay and MIL didn't want you to stay but everyone deferred to the man. Interesting. |
No you're a fake martyr. |