I am sorry for your loss and the difficulties you faced. I too have had to make the decision not to visit a dying relative to protect my own home. I don't consider you were selfish and your post has in fact helped to make me understand that if I can't spot selfishness in your post, then perhaps I wasn't selfish either.
That's made me feel a bit better about all the waffling, thanks.
And thanks again for your thoughts everyone. I tortured myself a bit more earlier by trying to leave a message on Dad's answering service. It was often the only way to get to him, because he wouldn't hear the phone. I just wanted to say goodbye.
Daft sod. This is real life, not a movie. Which is why his message box was full, so I couldn't even do that! Blubbed like a kid who's dropped his ice cream.
I'm very much hoping that tomorrow I'll rediscover a bit of my more rational self. This maudlin, regretful mess is unpleasant to live with, and it's getting to Mum a bit too, with a couple of sudden tearful episodes from her.
Focus, Andrew! Or at least do the washing up. Tidy home, tidy mind, all that sensible stuff. Tomorrow will be slightly better... or slightly worse. Or the same. But it will be another opportunity to do the carpe diem thing.
Or the washing up, again.
Night all.