Some of you might have read my slightly panicky thread about my DS and suspected swine flu yesterday. Cut a long story short, DS was very ill yesterday, high temps, vomiting, fever, shakes etc. DH and I decided last night that DS would be best sleeping in my bed (worried about choking on vomit amongst other things) and I said I would sleep with him, DH would sleep in the spare room and if I got a sleepless night then DH could take over this morning whilst I caught up on sleep.
Needless to say I got about 40 minutes sleep last night. DH got up at 8 with DS and I went back to sleep. Then DH woke me up at 8.30 saying that he was driving over to MIL's as she has emphesema (ongoing thing, obviously) and it had flared up and she couldn't catch her breath. I got up with DS and came down. It got to 3 this afternoon and DH text me saying she's been admitted to hospital for tests. I asked if there was any way BIL could drive over to the hospital and take over for a bit so that DH might be able to come home and take over here (BIL is 20 min drive away where as we are a hour) and BIL could not. I'm afraid I lost my grip a bit
There always seems to be a reason BIL will not help and it's riled me today as I'm tired/worried about DS/first day of heaviest perios I've had in months.
I told DH his brother was a spiteful prick and that if his mum had rang us on friday when she started feeling ill, she'd have been sorted by now. (MIL has this "thing" of not wanting to "inconvenience" us and BIL so never tells us she needs us for stuff until things get bad, like today, despite us drumming into her "please call us if you feel you're worsening." She left it so long last xmas without asking us for help that she got a blood clot on her lung and we all spent xmas driving over to hospital and back but if she'd told us a week before, some antibiotics would have been given and she'd have been fine!)
Anyway, I'm feeling shattered and resentful and I took it out on DH. I'm a right bastard. And to top it off, DS is constantly crying/asking for DH and it looks like he's going to be there for the forseeable. I text him with a lengthy apology, explaining that it's not him I'm angry at, it's his BIL and that I took it out on him and that I'm sorry and I just got an "OK" back 
Kick me up the bum.