Westway, I appreciate you coming up with alternate explanations, but here are the facts about the prescriptions.
He's a doctor and it's legal in our state for him to prescribe some medications for himself (not scheduled drugs). That's what he has done, at least 5 times. He picks them up at a pharmacy near his work that he does NOT use for his other 2 medications. He apparently pays cash, since I pay all the CC bills and I have NEVER seen a charge from that pharmacy. I had asked him several years ago to maybe try Viagra, and he refused, stating the potential side effects.
Timeline on prescriptions:
The first one I saw that has a date of 2015 was prescribed while I was on a trip with our adult daughter for a few days. And a week after that, I went on a trip for a "significant" birthday for my sister. He and I weren't having sex then.
The next three were prescribed right before he went to out of town meetings for his specialty.
The last one, he got right before a specialty meeting also, but I know he didn't use them with me until 2 months later when we went on our vacation. There were already several missing.
There is another very odd thing. Amy is single - never married, no kids. She likes to entertain small groups of her women friends, like Christmas cookie exchanges, etc. She invited a group of us, via text, to a Valentine's happy hour at her place from 2-5pm. I told my husband I was going but I'd be home in time to make us a nice meal. No real comment. But then the week before, he's looking at the calendar and said maybe he could come too. I said, "You're not invited! It's for the ladies." Then maybe 10 minutes later he's looking at his phone with some concentration, and I asked what he was doing. Said he was checking his work schedule to see if he could take off early to come to the party. I said, "YOU'RE NOT INVITED! Besides, if you're going to take off early from work, why wouldn't you do it so we could go to a movie or something?" He dropped the subject. (He has NEVER, in 36 years of marriage, taken off early to do something fun with me. Yes, he took off for marriage counseling, or leaving for a trip, but NEVER just to hang out.)
Well, then a dear friend of ours who was widowed this summer when her husband died in a tragic accident, ended up needed emergency surgery on Valentine's Day. So I dropped off the cookies I'd made for Amy's party, and headed to the hospital. My husband ended up going to the airport to pick up a family member of hers.
So, WHY THE HELL was he so insistent on coming to a Valentine's party he wasn't even invited to. Was he afraid she'd say something? Or were those red roses I saw that Amy said were from the friends she was dog-sitting for actually from my husband?!?
Well, I'll start getting the truth tomorrow.If he doesn't just clam up, which is his usual MO.
Wish me luck. I'm not sure I've ever been so nervous in my life. Oh, except the time I was on an airplane that dropped about 8000 feet during a thunderstorm and we all thought we were going to die.