Long story, but I'll try to be brief. Last Christmas my DSis got diagnosed with MS at 36, I was devastated and took it pretty bad. The christmas before that my Mum started to develop an rather amusing (in her eyes) 'falling over' problem. She's been undergoing test after test and keeping a really positive mind about it all, often going for months without thinking about it what with my sister and the fact that she has also just become insulin dependant.
We've just come back from a weeks camping holiday with her where she confided in me that she was going to see a doc on Thursday to find out if she had a brain tumor, or if she had had a stroke. If it was neither of those, he was going to test for MS (as much as you can). Again, she was really positive but I came home hoping that she'd had a stroke as that felt like something which she could impact.
On Wed I told DH that if it was bad news (and there wasn't really going to be good news) that I probably wouldn't feel up to entertaining his friends on Friday night - lovely couple were due to come over for a nights drinking and hilarity. He said he understood. I presumed he would gear them up for it. I text him this morning saying I really didn't feel up to it, tbh it's all just sinking in and I feel like I'm going through it all over again. Last night my mum said that it was OK for her to have it because she has less years of usable body left than DSis, and that if it is MS, she woud rather drive over a cliff as it's such a horrible way to go. I've never heard her talk like that. DH disappeared upstairs last night and I have had literally no-one to talk to. I cancelled my hair appt because didn't want to pour it all out to a stranger and I think I'm getting quite depressed.
He's just called to say it won't be 'entertaining' that they are just coming to watch a film and chill. I said 'OK' and hung up. He called back and said 'What's your problem?' and I let rip, I said that I had told him I wasn't up for it, he's igmored that so I'll just do as I'm told. He told me to fuck off.
The house is a tip, I really cannot be bothered to put make up on (although I really like this couple, I've only met them 3 times and really am not comfortable being miserable around them IYSWIM) and I have no clue what to feed them.
So am I being an unreasonable, rude, miserable cow? Be gentle with me...