My husband came to a session this week. He was going to be in the city, so I asked if he'd like to come, partly as a result of this thread. He was pleased to meet someone who we expect to be a major part of my life, and to feel included, as I rarely say anything about the sessions.
I'd discussed it with T the week before, and she was open to doing whatever we needed, but neither of us had anything we particularly wanted to get from it, so we left it fairly open. She led us into talking about how we feel about living with my illness, as it wasn't what we expected. I still think it is unfair and an unreasonable burden on him, but he said very warmly that he still loves me, and loves me more than when we married. That was good to hear, so I think it was a success.