Makes me laugh a bit when considering my wife's reactions to things even in the midst of her cancer. She was seldom very upset during it. But one time she found out I'd been skipping meals to take care of her. She was so mad. But while I think it's remarkable that she could worry about me in the face of what she was going through, it really drives home how horrible the fat spouses are. She got upset at me risking my health even a little bit for a handful of days through unhealthy eating. They go through decades of it without even a thought until that heart attack or diabetes or whatever hits.