My husband had a stroke too. The first month home, I cried every day. The second month home, I found a support group but I was exhausted from caring for him and taking over all his chores. The third month, he refused to eat or drink. I ordered Ensure and Gatorade and called his male friends and relatives to reason with him. The 4th month, I taught him how to drive again with my supervision. He resented that. The 5th month, he started ignoring my advice and was generally rude and insensitive. I started crying jags again. At this point, I am just angry that I get no gratitude or affection yet I'm expected to solve every problem he has. What a journey!