I work 6 days a week.
I have 2 kids.
I leave the house at 6am and get home after 6pm most days.
I’ve worked throughout the last 12 months 60 hours a week. I am a front line nurse.
I live 10 minutes from my mother. She is the only person in my bubble.
She needs knee replacement, has a dodgy heart so has had lots of appointments for cardiac investigators and for assessment for her knee.
I take her food shopping weekly as it’s the only time she gets to go out other than me taking her to her medical appointments.
My DH does diy around her house for her.
She comes to me every Christmas, I take her out for her birthday etc..
My sister lives 10 minutes from her, has one grown up child. Only has herself to bother about. She goes to her pils regularly, takes lavish presents, invites them for meals.
My mum got a card & a home bargains candle for her 70th from my sister. Nothing for Christmas.
I have asked her for some help around medical appointments, answer was a no, sorry I can’t help.
Has popped in to see my mum probably 3 times in the last 8 months, to pick up things like birthday presents from my mum to her, her partner (who my mum hasn’t seen for 2 years) or her child (who my mum hasn’t seen for over 2 years).
Every few weeks my mum has a chocolate orange in her shopping trolley. She doesn’t like chocolate oranges.
Turns out she collects them as they are my sisters favourite to give to her when she sees her.
I get, have never had, a single thing. Not even a bloody Mars bar.
I was bloody mad.
Anyhow, I’m struggling to be able to carry on this level of support so I’ve asked my sister to take my mum shopping for a couple of months to give me a break. She has agreed thank goodness.
But I’m mad about the bloody chocolate oranges. I love a chocolate orange I do.
It just doesn’t seem bloody fair does it.