Irony

"Dearest Clerval," exclaimed I, "how kind, how very good you are to me. this whole winter, instead of being spent in study, as you promised yourself, has been consumed in my sick room. HOw shall I ecer repay you?" pg 39

Victor spends two whole years completely entranced in his creation of life. He works himself sick night and day making the monster. Ironically, in the desperate creation of life, he is slowly killing himself. He doesn't take care of himself and doesn't even stop to get rest. When Clerval comes to see him, he finds Victor in horrible condition. He is restless and he has dark circles under his eyes. Victor is so concerned with the human that he is creating that he stop worrying about himself. In the end, it all catches up to him and he stays in bed for a very long time. He misses out on spending time with his family and lives in fear that the monster will eventually come back.