So just had a row with my dad, whilst in the hospice at my mums deathbed. They are both 60, and my mum has a few days to live, been in here for the last week and my dad has pretty much been AWOL leaving my sister and I taking it in shifts looking after mum. He says he isn't coping, and he has a dodgy heart and just keeps saying he has tightness in his chest, has seen the doc and he has given him medication. But it's all about him, it's all he talks about, how he feels, how much sleep he has had, if he is dizzy. And to be frank I think he is being a pussy and needs to fucking suck it up. We are all struggling and I can't deal with him going on and on about himself, for the 1 or 2 hours he manages to sit with my mum. Whilst we do everything else.
I'm being a completely horrible cow I know it, but I only have the energy for my mum at the moment, I can deal with him next week when she isn't here anymore.