Warning: long rant

I dropped by my parent's house this afternoon, brought my two kiddos (4 yr old and 4 month old) with plan to have a good visit. After several trips back and forth from the car and house, bringing everything in, I go to use the bathroom and just see a small pond in the bathroom, and water running from the sink everywhere! My mom had been washing something in the sink and it's a stupid ass sink without an overflow drain and I yelled at my mom that she forgot to turn the water off. I asked her how long it had been running and she honestly had no clue.

Bromos...this is the SECOND time their house has flooded. The first time was Oct 2021 when my dad who has dementia accidently fell into the toilet and cracked the tank wide open. That time, the water poured for like 10 minutes as my mom tried figuring out how to turn the water off. She sliced open her hand in the process.

They lived in a hotel for 4 months while reconstruction took place. I did ALL the back and forth with the insurance company (because mom doesn't know English well enough and dad has dementia). He deteriorated rapidly during this time, and came out of a shell of his former self.

It was a traumatic time for all of us dealing with the bullshit from insurance, dad declining rapidly, and mom quickly having to learn to become dad's personal aide/nurse.

Also, I just want to add as a side rant - dad is a military veteran. He was in the service for many years. I called the VA and veteran resource office to see what help we could get for him. I was literally yelled at by one of the fucking veteran resource officers that I didn't have the answers to all the questions he was spitting at me. I told him, "How am I supposed to have all the answers, when I don't even know the questions you were going to ask?!!" Then, he ended by saying that my parents make too much money to get any assistance from the VA. I said, "according to you, they would literally have to be living in poverty to qualify for any assistance" and he replied, "yes, that's correct." FUCK the US military, I will do everything in my power to ensure that my children and descendants contribute nothing to them.

Seeing all the water in the bathroom, and the adjoining rooms just made me want to scream and cry. I don't blame my mom in all honesty. The fucking sink is a shit design and water overflowing probably would have happened eventually. She's got so much on her plate being my dad's primary caretaker. He is bed-ridden now and she does ALL of his activities of daily living. She hardly eats or sleeps well, or has any time for herself. But, she won't let us place him in a facility, and won't accept extra help - we offered to pay to have someone help her out.

And, this is such a horrible, awful, shitty thing to say. I hate myself so much for thinking this, for typing it out: My dad won't die! He just lingers and lingers and lingers. It is mind-boggling how long he just keeps living in this bed-ridden state. My mom takes such good care of him, BUT she is KILLING herself. I will not be surprised one bit, if he outlives her.

And, I just can't be there everyday to help them. I had a boy who is newly diagnosed ASD and a newborn daughter. Why does the world keep throwing shit our way?