I just need to vent

So in the beginning of December my husband had his femur break. He just got home this past Friday. I had to drive him to the doctors today to get his stitches removed. Couldn’t find the building easily, he started complaining that we were going to be late. Then the side seat driving started, you’re going to fast, I was 5 miles under the speed limit, you’re not breaking soon enough, you’re following too close. For a man who used to ride in a fire truck on a regular basis, he really nit picks. 4 more weeks of this before he can drive himself. Sigh