Sorry for any vagueness in this thread - I don't want to out myself. I have nc'd.
My dad lives with us and is suffering from an illness that is gradually physically debilitating. He is mentally sound but I think he's losing the plot due to his age and perhaps due to his illness.
Today I came back with dc after doing the grocery shopping and dad was home as usual and helped pack away food. He then decided he wanted to empty the recycling box. I always have to remind him to leave the bins as its DH's job but he likes to keep busy. Long story short, he came back from doing the bins and I was busy making him food in the kitchen.
I realised I couldn't hear my DS (11 months) in the living room. So called dc1 and asked if he was with her upstairs. She was in the loo and called back no. I went upstairs and he wasn't there. Came back down frantically and he wasn't anywhere downstairs. I could hear a muffled cry but he wasn't anywhere. Suddenly I realised the sound was coming from the front garden. I unlocked the door and my poor baby was sitting outside on the ice in the dark crying. He'd been there a good 5-10 mins.
He obviously followed dad out but how the fuck he didn't realise and fucking LOCKED the door behind him is beyond me. I screamed oh my god and picked him up and just shouted at dad. His whole body was cold and his lips were blue. And I just ran up to my bedroom and warmed him up. I wanted to cry. He could have crawled onto the road and got hurt. We might have left him for longer and he could have frozen. I just have all these horrible thoughts in my head.
I feel guilty for shouting at dad, but this is my baby's life he's put in danger. I just feel so angry at him and guilty at the same time. He's ill and I'm such a horrible bitch. :(