I remember that even the birdsong sounded alien. Eventually Vibeke became well enough to return to work. I expect both of us were thinking about her mother's death, and if Vibeke would also share the same fate. Within months things began to go very wrong. We were not very considerate towards each other.
Panic describes it well enough.
So we came close to the destruction of our marriage. We had a choice between marriage counseling and divorce. Before I go on, let me offer you some advice. Finding a psychologist is in itself something of a challenge. I think most of us would rather be seen leaving a strip club in the company of known criminals than be recognized at a psychologist's clinic.