Well here we are again its Sunday afternoon another week has passed and still no visit from either of my brothers. WHY????
Why would they stop coming if they really did come every weekend. Lying b*********s
My dad is lying in his bed dying from this god awful disease and where are they NOWHERE. But I know where they have been thats for sure.
Dads door alarm is still activated and one night earlier in the week the alarm company rang me to say dads door had been opened and the alarm was activated was everything ok. After recovering from the initial shock that dads house could possibly being burgled I rang my brother to see if he could get there quicker than me he then told me oh its ok it was me I was just around the corner and thought I'd pop in for a cuppa??? Why would you do that when dads house has been locked up for nearly a month now. There wouldn't be any milk in the house and more importantly DAD IS NOT THERE.
I went to dads house on Thursday to collect some more of his personal items and whilst there I noticed that a couple of bottles of spirits had disappeared out of his drinks cabinet. I only noticed because there was space for 4 bottles and when I last did his shopping before he went into hospital I bought some tooth picks and put them in the drinks cabinet and thought oh my what a lot of booze I couldn't even shut the door.
I went to find a hammer to fix something that had fell down and all of dads tool boxes had been rummaged through also.
Rang my little brother yesterday expecting him to say he was coming over today with his lad and would I do him some dinner. No he just said Oh I had the day of work yesterday so I could do all my saturday jobs so I could just spend the weekend relaxing, watching DR Who tonight and a lazy day with his son on Sunday. ARGH
He then went on to ask me what I was going to do with all of dads stuff in the house because the only "connection he truly has" with dad is the same love of tools and he didn't realise that that, was the one thing they had in common until he started going round dads in the past 6 months on the odd occasion and saw all his tools in the back bedroom. He said if he ended up seeing them on ebay he'll go mad they should be mine I'm having them!!!!
So I guess it was him that had rooted through the tool boxes.
Neither of them have had the decency to visit him but they have both requested items of dads from his house or stolen them.
I hate them, I will never speak to any of them again when my father has passed away. They are a disgrace and I'm so glad my mother is not here to see what they are doing.
All they want is there inheritance which unfortunately is going to be substantial because I am looking after dad 24/7 and they won't loose their inheritance to care home fees.
I know my dad hurts so much by the way they have treated them. My eldest brother was 2 years old when my dad met mum he took him and my sister on as his own and brought them up and loved them more than anything. He provided, he taught, he nurtured, he did everything and what thanks has he got for it. My heart is breaking for him.