Back... in My Life

So I'm back from my business trip to Florida. It was harder as the days went on; harder than I thought. The first two days/evenings were great and fun (no real business yet!), getting to know my colleagues and just being on my OWN! I missed the kids a little but enjoyed myself. Day 3 we had meetings from 8:30am-9:30pm and I was wiped. I got back to my room at the 3:00 break and cried and cried. I'm sure it was a lot of pent up emotion from everything going on w/G but I was tired, missed my kids, and so tired of people! I work from home - I'm not used to hours of being "on" and around people and working in groups etc. It was exhausting, truly. We had late nights each night and I was so glad to get home. I had a lot of time to think, and to question everything going on at home. Initially I thought maybe I was wrong, and maybe things weren't really over, etc. G is trying in his own way; when I left there was a card and a muffin on my seat for the airport. And it was a very nice gesture....saying he'd miss me so much and all that. The muffin wasn't even a kind of muffin I'd eat :/ A small reminder that he just doesn't pay attention. He texted me that night that he missed me the moment I left. I didn't miss him a single minute in Orlando. I missed the kids terribly, but I didn't miss him, at all. I got home and he still hasn't filled his blood pressure medication.....I think maybe it's been a month now. I told him when we started therapy that medical stuff was a deal breaker for me. I cannot even stand that he's not taking this seriously and not following doctor's orders. And I understand to a point that "all" men are like this, and don't like doctors, blah blah blah. But really? When your heart is at stake, when you have 2 kids and a wife? When your wife says she's done if you don't start paying attention? When it's your HEART? This isn't a lingering cold, cough, etc. And if all men are like this, then I'd rather be alone. I have children to worry over, to make appointments for and fill prescriptions for, to take care of and hover over. I don't need to do that for the man in my life, who is supposed to be a partner. So I am home, and I am realizing quickly that the distance was good and made me question some things about walking away, but that nothing's changed here. He may have a bit of a greater appreciation for what I do now, but I'm not sure. I was home 1 day and none of the dishes were done. And you better believe I didn't do them - just because I'm here....stop. I'm working full time, you have 2 more days off, you do them.
We have an appointment Monday. I have no idea what to say or how it'll go. I'm terrified of it, honestly. I suspect it will be emotional and raw and difficult. And tomorrow is my birthday. Blah. Good times...