My mum passed away 2 weeks ago tonight, but I have been struggling to feel any emotion about it. Tonight I got extremely upset and started reading old messages from her and remembered how much the meds and cancer changed her. She became very critical and negative to me. She shouted at me all the time, she thought I was plotting against her - she ended up in a hospice 6 days before she passed and she blamed me for it - saying to people I couldn’t cope and she needed a care plan in place for when she got out cause i couldn’t cope with anything and all because I was going on holiday in September. She actually ended up wheelchair bound at the end and needed washed and taken to the toilet etc. And was on a nebuliser and syringe driver.
I was meant to fly out on holiday tomorrow but I cancelled it when she was in the hospital before being moved to hospice and I told her that. She said I told her I was going on holiday no matter what and leaving her which I would never have said or done. I saw texts in her phone ranting about me being really quite awful.
KMum and I never discussed me nursing her at home - it just wasn’t ever spoken about yet she said it in the hospice when she was trying to get me to nurse her rather than the nurses. Every time I went to hospital/hospice she was horrible to me and had me running around like a nurse. When all I wanted to do was spend time with her
Her last words to me were shut up and earlier that day that I was annoying her.
We loved eachother so much and were best friends but from diagnoses to the end of life I can’t remember anything other than how she treated me and how unwell she was - it’s stopping me grieve I think. I felt upset and was crying tonight and started reading the texts and just stopped.
I don’t even know why I’m writing it I think I need to get it off my chest as all I do is speak about it to my partner and have done for months.
We told eachother we loved eachother every day and held hands all day on Monday and spoke about how much we loved eachother. She left voice recordings in my phone telling me how much she loved me and lovely little notes for me too but the 16 weeks of cancer has just taken over everything and I don’t know what to do to change it
