Finally home, after spending 10 days at my mother's house. I spent every day driving to and from the hospital, for 6 days, and spent the other 4 days taking care of her at home.
I live over three hours away, so I agreed to move in and take care of her, her pets, her yard and her bills. I also put up her Xmas tree and all her indoor and outdoor decorations.
My older sister who lives literally 5 minutes from Mom was "too busy." She's a mortgage broker, for fuck's sake. Surely she could have have done something, but no. She managed to come by for a visit once or twice but did nothing to help. She even started screaming at me when I was telling Mom I could not find one of the dog's numerous collars. She couldn't handle my talking with Mom in front of her. Fucking psychopath.
Even better, one niece , 21, lives with Mom-- rent free-- and is taking classes so she can work at a nursing home. She helped Mom the day she came home from the hospital... but that was it. She spent the rest of the time locked in her room upstairs. Mom's room is downstairs so there was no way she could hear Mom if she needed help. When I got angry, she said I was mean and not "validating" her.
My sister is a psychopath and my niece is a selfish baby.
I hate all of my family, except my Mom. Hubby and I have to go back for Christmas, but we're only going to stay a day or two.
Once Mom passes, I'm done with all of them . I can honestly say that my favorite relatives are my Mom and her dog. That's it.
I have my husband and my cat. That's my family.