Trigger warning - cancer and death.
My mum died a few days ago. I’m struggling, because she was a heavy smoker who died of lung cancer. Even after being diagnosed she carried on smoking (even more heavily — her reasoning was that she might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb).
She vocally demanded every treatment the NHS could provide, including immunotherapy at 10k a month. She also insisted on being cared for at home - so my sister gave up her job to be mum’s live-in carer, assisted by 5x carers every day paid for by charities or the taxpayer.
Yet my family are talking about her like she’s some sort of saint. If I hear the word “fighter” once more….
I appreciate I sound heartless. I am grieving obviously, but….AIBU? Or do people really think this sort of “fighting” is a good thing?