Two years ago my (paternal) Gran was diagnosed with lung cancer. It hit everyone hard but not as hard as this week. On Sunday, my dad took her to a&e with speech problems, they admitted her and we have now found out that the cancer has spread an she has a brain tumour.
It has been a horrific few days, with lots of uncertainty and tears. My dad hasn't spoken to me in about a year (his decision) but has now said to my aunty (my only contact with the family except my Gran) that he won't go to the hospital if I am there.
In all honesty I expected nothing less, but it still hurts he can be like this especially while his mum is in the situation she is. This past few days have ripped me apart in all honesty, nothing feels real, I'm crying so much.
My Gran has three children (dad, uncle and aunty) Dad has three children, I am the only one who stayed in contact over the last few years and I think he wanted me to stop speaking to my Gran too (bizarre) Uncle has two children who have nothing to do with my Gran for many reasons (none to do with my Gran) and my Aunty has none. Out of five, I am the only grandchild to stay in touch and he can't leave his shit at the door for five minutes for me to see her!
I do have people to talk to but due to a lot of things, my mum is not all that interested, my sister and brother haven't seen her in years and years and my mum's mum can be quite spiteful. I feel quite on my own in this, I live in another town and can't get there so easily an feel like I have to justify me being there anyway, to a lot of people.
Sorry for rambling, I hope some of it makes sense, it doesn't to me very much, like everything else at the minute.