His drinking in It doesn't matter

Our cat broke his leg Friday. He was at the animal hospital for 12 hrs. We got the cat home and his cast and cone were off. We brought him back and he had to be sedated again. Then today my sister texted my mom was going to the hospital for issues with her breathing. So I am feeling not the greatest. Still my friends and I met virtually on Houseparty and ate sushi together. So when I am done I go upstairs to check on the cat. And guess what my husband is drunk and muttering incoherently. He kept pointing to the bed saying he is worried about something. I feel almost like numb but also disappointed and a bit teary. I don’t care about the nice anniversary presents or flowers. All I want is someone who shows up when they are needed. I was ready to just let bygones be bygones and move on. Give him a clean slate. I was raised to believe in the sanctity of marriage but part of that is also participating on your own marriage.