Stating The Bleeding Obvious

Joint shrink session today, me and hubby.
Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
"Thou must have nought to do with the other!" cried the shrink.
Nice to have someone official-like to confirm my thoughts on the matter, but where exactly will I find a full-time live-in carer?  Its all very well spouting "best interests" blah blah, but I still need someone to pick me up off the floor when my back slips out and I cant move for two weeks, or look after the kids when I'm suddenly comatose from my medications.
Its a fucked situation here and no one's best interests are being looked after and, short of a live-in minion, I cant see how that is ever going to change.
I should have listened to my mother when she told me, age 8, to never get married.