My parents are both mid 70s, without writing an essay into their awful relationship, suffice it to say they have been miserably married for 50 years and should have gotten divorced long ago.
Things are deteriorating as they get older. To cut a very long story short, my dad made my mam miserable for years and now that they are older and he is less able, she is making his life miserable.
He was diagnosed with two cancers two years ago and has just finished treatment (all clear on both cancers). Mam had no interest in him during all of this, she acted like he was making it up, she had zero sympathy or care for him. My sister and I dealt with 90% of it, my mam with 10% very reluctantly and complaining loudly.
My dad was difficult through it, he continued smoking and drinking heavily and generally not looking after himself.
They are both very difficult as their resentment for each other overshadows everything. The latest issue which I am really struggling with is them lying to me about each other.
For example last night dad phoned me and told me he had a fall, he was very vague in the detail, he started to claim he blacked out/collapsed when I pressed him for detail he said he was sitting on the kitchen floor and doesn't remember it happening. He said my mam walked past him while he was on the floor and she ignored him, he commented to her that she wouldnt even help him up. He said dont tell her as she will only get angry with me (he constantly tells me stories like this but begs me not to say anything).
Anyway I rang her and asked her if dad had a fall, she said no he was fine, she said she never saw him on the floor and that he was drinking away in the kitchen as usual and she was staying out of his way.
This is happening all the time, he rings me with tales of how abusive she is being to him but begs me to say nothing for fear of backlash. If I question her she completely denies it, acts all offended and tells me how bad he is.
They are both miserable and lonely and look to my sister and I for support, both claim to be the abused one. They can be very good to us, we called over for 1.5 hrs last Sunday and mam made food and dad gave us gifts and it was a lovely visit but I am constantly getting drawn into this sh*t.
I am lucky I have my sis and she is as despairing over this as I am, both are in the wrong and both in the right at different times. It is wearing us down.