just need to vent today, couldn't believe the horrific 96 hours.
As I have been in nc with dd, since last august I was surprised to answer the landline last week and it was dd's partner.
he asked how I was, but for some reason I simply fell to pieces and told him I have cancer.
his immediate reaction was he would come with dd to "support" us.
The cancer at the moment has left me in a vulnerable psychological position.
They both booked flights and turned up, and with dd it was as though the nc had never happened.
within 36 hours dd went into a headspin which ended in crying that dh was only here for the "house and the money", that he should have told her re the cancer before , and much more, so nothing changed there.
sunday they went shopping with dh as I was feeling a bit fragile.
I had an oncology apt booked for Tuesday and one for the surgeon the same day, yesterday .
yesterday an mighty explosion erupted.
we were on our way for the oncology team, not knowing how much the cancer has spread and it was to be explained clearly.
they had previously suggested that there was further cancer in the bowel also the lungs.(needless to say it was a life changing appt for me).
as the partner didn't live in the uk, dh was giving him directions re driving to the hospital.
"turn right" but the partner took the 2nd right (oh how trivial this sounds)
dh said you have gone the wrong way, the partner shouts at him in the car basically it was dh who was wrong despite using the same road for almost 30 years.
the partner went silent for the remaining journey.
sitting waiting to see the oncologist( head almost exploding) the partner
sat next to dd, and I heard him say, quite clearly "i have floored men for less".
lots more so trivial I can't even write at the risk of sounding a lunatic!
we left the apt, apparently the cancer even though still there could respond to chemotherapy.
on the way home the partner suggested stopping off for a drink which I was in the frame of mind for after so much stress over the last few months.
sitting in the small pub, the partner was happy/jovial and so pleasant to dd myself and pub staff, whilst refusing to speak/acknowledge dh.
I was so sad for dh and pleaded for them to talk, with tears falling down my face.
upon that the partner, began shouting at dh that he was a bully and he will never talk to him, instead will "floor" him.
I was in bits, yet dd didn't even attempt to speak to partner to try to ease the situation , it was the last thing I needed..
this was exactly the same situation as dd's 20 years of abuse with her ex.
I asked myself how could history repeat itself again, then re read the earlier thread, dd has chosen the partner who is exactly the same as her ex.
well, we get home, they drive out again to go for a meal, but then return, take their cases and storm out of the house without a word.
dh then said that the previous day the partner had begun to instruct him that he shouldn't give me solids to eat, and I shouldn't drink so much water, and became irate when dh responded that I was following the hospital's instructions.
so, within just 96 hours it has all exploded.
I am not so emotional today, but can't believe this torment was simply over turning right.