So my mother has COPD, and heart disease. She also has something going on with her stomach and missing blood. She needs fairly regular transfusions.
My Stepfather, who married my mother when I was 13, was a child molester. He abused both of his daughters, and tried to abuse my older and younger sisters and myself. My mother did nothing.
He died a year and a half ago from lung cancer. My daughter and I took care of him through the hospice for the last week of his life. Meanwhile, my mother was totally cold to him, sat and looked at photos of my dad, who died in 09 from lung cancer too, and told me how they could have worked it out. She had us turning up the air, one degree or down, every few minutes. She refuses to eat anything but junk food. She is hateful and mean to my grand kids who sat there watching my step dad, who they barely know, die. She had control of every TV in the house, and refused to let those poor kids do anything. She wanted them to go outside in 100 degree weather. When he was first diagnosed with cancer, about 2 months before he died, he had started chemo and radiation. He did okay and they sent him home, expecting him to drive himself to and from the hospital. after 5 days he was far to sick to do anything. My little sister went to the house to check on them, while my husband and I were in Arizona, and she said he was pretty sick and in bed. I didn't think much about it.. but when I got home, I drove out there. My step dad was a living skeleton. Hadn't eaten in days. They put Gator aid by his bed, UNOPENED. He was too weak to even sit, let alone open a bottle! My daughter came, and my mom & little sister were angry that I involved her... which was rediculas, because they would have both let him lie there and die! My mom lives about an hour and a half away from my daughter and I.