My dad’s cancer is largely untreatable. It is stage 3-4 and they anticipate he only has a few months to live.
I was given such information by my stepmother. She called to yell at me. Because I haven’t called my dad yet. I thought it prudent to wait until we actually had a treatment plan.
And, if you’ve kept up with the blog, you may have noticed I’ve had a few other irons in the fire.
I am now at the top of the family shitlist.
I tried to explain we were out of town for medical stuff, and that our IUI was canceled.
She hung up on me. So much for supporting each other in our times of need.