My BIL and SIL are at the table with us. About 1/2 way through, BIL comes over behind DD and gets down on his hands and knees. He's looking at her wheelchair but doesn't say anything to me. He goes upstairs and comes down a few minutes later with a rug. He tells me that DD's wheelchair scratches their wood floor and if we have her chair in the living room or dining room, there has to be a rug under it. He said that last time we were there, they noticed all kinds of scratches in the floor from her chair.
My SIL never made her home very welcoming either to me. A special piece of carpet came out as soon I purchased a portable ramp to get into her sunken living room to play with the kids. She had replaced all the carpet with hard wood. Didn't help she also swapped the sofa and love seat for one of those sectional sofas that take up the entire room. It meant I had to go with a much shorter ramp with a steeper incline and drive my foot into the back of her sectional. When my brother wanted to swap the toilet in the downstairs guest bathroom for a higher seat ADA one, for the comfort of her parents, his and me, she refused because "it made her legs numb". I was going to pay for the toilet too. The old one had broken.
I could tell you horror stories about this woman. When her disabled father needed care she begged for him to come live with them. At the time she was working PT and the kids were in school. But as soon as her father needed help bathing and feeding, she decided it was too much. So my brother was the one who came home from work to feed him or help him use the bathroom. And when she caught him cooking for him one night she got mad because her father could darn well wait for the rest of the family to eat. When we arranged a family trip with an accessible room for him, she showed up with the kids but her father stayed home with my brother, who got drafted to work. When he got sick and was hospitalized, she wanted him to go to a nursing home because it was too much for her to have him around. My brother, like all our family, have a rule that we never give up on our elderly. We take turns taking care of them at home so they never end up dying in some impersonal institution. It went against my brother's morality to go along with that decision and he cried to us about it. But she had a way of making anyone miserable who disagrees with her, especially my brother. Before the final decision could be made, her father died suddenly in the hospital.
It made me sick every time my brother said he expected she would always be there for him and take care of him when he was old and sick. I know that isn't true. Even our father has told me the last thing he ever wants is to be left in their care. He knows he'd end up in a nursing home.
She projects herself as being one of the most caring, compassionate people on this earth, but she tends to please herself before anyone else first. She once told me that if she hurts someone's feelings that's their problem.
Time has proven me right. I discovered this year she's doing her best to destroy her family. She decided after 16 years of marriage she didn't have a life of her own so moved out leaving her 4 kids and husband to fend for themselves. The woman married at 29 after living on her own a decade and dating throughout. She married to have kids and involved herself in all the normal supermom clubs. Then when the kids went back to school she went back to work. The last few years she's been getting her grad degree and started a new career. All with the support of her husband and kids, emotionally and financially. She's taken vacations on her own. She has her own bank account and income. Most of the family finances come out my brother's paycheck. She hangs out with her friends whenever she wants. Every decision in the family has been according to her design. They all have learned to bend to her will just to keep her happy. I've seen her shirk her parental duties and push them off on her eldest daughter while singling out her youngest for special treatment. And if the kids misbehave or do something she doesn't like, she yells and screams like a shrew.
I was caught in traffic once bringing her daughter back from a sleepover with her grandparents. She accused me of kidnapping the child. When her son wanted to walk across the street with me to get a smoothie, which my brother ok'd, she got mad at him. She told everyone at the beach that I wasn't a suitable guardian because being in a wheelchair if someone tried to kidnap him I couldn't prevent it. Yet she then let her kids run free throughout the complex later in the week going into strangers' apartments.
I had so much of her one year I vowed to never let her boss me around again. I was crying every time I walked away from an encounter with her. The last straw came when she researched every post I made on a forum and put together snippets in an expose of how mean and delusional I was. She took one legitimate complaint then surrounded it with snippets of adlibs and jokes to make me look absolutely horrible. Then she e-mailed that to everyone in the family just to assassinate my character. Her reason: I was keeping her husband from spending time with our father. At the time our father was recovering from an illness and rather than coming out to visit or even calling him, my brother was home trying to cater to all her whims. I was the one left to take care of our dad, even with my disability. This went on a month with no contact from my brother until SILs explosive e-mail. Result of that drama was me being made to apologize just to keep family peace. Even though I knew most of what she sent was lies and mis-interpretation. All my online friends saw it as a hatchet job and my brother confided it came because his wife was jealous of me.
So now she's stepped out of the picture to go find herself. She doesn't want anyone to accuse her of abandoning her kids, yet it is my brother who's left to figure out the household, the pets, the kids' activities and pay all the bills. And my brother still thinks this woman is coming back and will be there for him.
Our family is walking on eggshells trying to figure out how best to catch them from falling. So far we've had to bail out their family van because she didn't pay the bill for 3 months yet had no problem getting him to co-sign a new car for herself. Their kids have each cried to us about the stress they're under. And my brother is in serious jeopardy of falling into a great depression. We're waiting for him to get well and truly angry at her. Their friends and neighbors think she's lost her mind and keep telling us she is never coming back the way my brother thinks.
I wish I could say something good about her. This post has been filled with a lot more invective than I've ever said about her. The last straw for me is having her teen daughter crying in my arms because of all the crap her mother is putting her through. Telling your daughter that you are leaving your family because you've had no life since she was born is just so selfish and cruel.