I feel like shit posting this but need to vent.
My Dad died on the 7th October from cancer, he was only diagnosed in May. I'm very close to my mum and not so much with my Dad. He worked away a lot.
I did everything the last few months, all hospital appointments, speaking to Drs/nurses, dealt with medication etc. Every day there was something to do. I had no problems doing this, Mum is a bit forgetful and wasn't always able to grasp what was being said. But tbh I was exhausted at the end of everything.
We had a hospital bed for Dad the last week or so and mum has become obsessed that we still have it, I've done everything I can to get it taken away but the bottom line is she has to wait until the company say they are coming to get it. Its a bungalow so it's in a spare bedroom not in any living spaces.
I was round earlier and she was in a v nasty mood. Her sister visits every day and today mum brought up again that she (Aunt) didn't go into the room when her DH died. Mum actually said to me "I was nasty to her today" but wasn't a bit ashamed. My Uncle died 31 years ago! What on earth is she banging on about this for!?
She then started on me about the bed saying we shouldn't have got it because we didn't need it, we didn't, but my Dad did. I dont care if was only for 10 days or so, he was getting pressure sores before he moved into it. It was easier for the carers and district nurses too.
Then she started on about the hospice nurse had said on a Friday she thought Dad only had a few days, but he actually lived until the following Thursday. I moved in on the Friday so she wouldn't be alone when Dad died, so was there when he died.
I said it was only an educated guess from the nurse, but she argued that they misled her
. There was a few other nasty remarks.
I think she knew I was pissed off, I didn't argue but didn't say anything either and left after 10 more minutes.
I then came home and cried because she was sitting there on her own with no music or tv on and I feel sorry for her.
I know its a terrible shock for her but she doesn't seem to think I'm grieving too, I've had terrible flashbacks of my Dads actual death which was a bit traumatic.
Sorry this is long and rambly 