Yesterday morning, dh said that his sis had called asking to pick her up and take her to hospital, she was having a cancer check, he pointed out that it meant he couldn't drop me at work (hard of not impossible to get to on pub trans). I said immediately, take her it's much more important, I can work at home or something.
But he said he didn't really want to, he was knackered from 4days working, wanted to sleep a bit more and prep for an important session he had today.
So I said, oooh I think I'd like you to take me to work.....
So he did.
Obviously, it wasn't quite as straight as that, and a bit of chit chat while decisions were made, but that's the essence.
His sis and I are NC since she lived with us for two weeks which turned into 6 months. She was rude, overbearing and right royal pita, tried to set dh and I against each other, made our dd miserable, and was constantly tippling - she couldn't wait to shake the dust off her feet and vowed never to return; that was almost 5 years ago..
Since then, I have seen her at mil's funeral and that's it. DH has seen her maybe half a dozen times since she left our house, including mil's funeral.
I feel I should have pushed him harder to do right by his sister and take her to the hospital for whatever test it is, regardless of his own preference not to have to.
She lives about half an hour away and the hospital is about a further half an hour. She does drive and has a car, she was tired and stressed and didn't want to drive herself, according to dh. He didn't ask what test or what type of cancer, so it could be as simple as a smear, or much much worse.