@custardbear
He's a dick!
Can your mum move closer to you or your brother?
When my dad was terminally ill his neighbour (a part time care assistant with two kids) told me I needed to move down with my dad and care for him, even though I lived 3 hours drive away, had a young child, both me and DH worked full time, owned our home and would basically lose my career (scientist) and house if I left my job, She just didn't comprehend why I wouldn't and made me feel absolutely terrible!
My brother was single, consultant, but oh no, he couldn't possibly do it according to her 🙄
My brother suggested our dad move closer to us, which he didn't end up doing abd died about a year later - and that cow of a neighbour blamed me - literally dad just died and she was berating me - it was awful
This is fucking disgusting.
Put me in mind actually, of a similar thing that happened to me.
My grandad's brother died (back in 1997,) and his wife (my great auntie Flo who was 62,) became ill about six months later, and was in hospital for 2 weeks. It was her pancreas. I visited her several times in hospital. And she and the hospital were 25-30 miles away.
She had no children, and no family alive, except a sister who was 5 years younger, and lived 50 miles away. I was one of 4 visitors, including my grandad, my dad, and my brother. I visited her and my great uncle 5 or 6 times a year. The extended family rarely visited, maybe once or twice a year.
On the 4th visit to the hospital, and about 10 days after she was admitted, the sister on the ward told me that she needs care after she leaves hospital, and I need to take her home with me. I had 2 kids under 7, I worked 3 days a week, (nearly 30 hours,) and we lived in a 2 bedroom semi. There was no room.
I told the ward sister this, and she said I will need to make room. I said, 'I am sorry, I can't do it. I can't look after her. I work, I have 2 small kids, and my house is really small.' She persisted, and said I NEED to sort it.
NOT ONE of the men in the family who had visited were asked - or expected - to take her in and look after her.
I persisted too, and said 'I am very sorry, but I can't do this.' The sister scowled at me, and said I need to sort this.
I walked off as I was getting upset.
I went home with my kids, and tried to forget what had been said. I never mentioned it to anyone.
A week later, my dad told me that he had rung the hospital, and was told my great aunt had moved in with her sister... We didn't know where the sister lived, and never heard from her again. We did hear later on that she died in 2001.
But yeah, that made me angry and upset, that I was expected to bloody take her in.