Literally a quote from her earlier tonight and I'm completely baffled. My father(nearing his 70's) had heart surgery on Friday. I went to work as normal on Friday, worried, but constantly checking my phone when I could to make sure that he was doing well. NMom sent zero texts, and I didn't find anything out until my father, post-surgery, called me Saturday. I'm at the point where I just let that shit go, because I don't want my anger/frustration about the situation to be known, as it will be used on me later on down the line, regardless of if I'm crying because I don't want my father to die or if I'm happy that he's okay.

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This one, though, holy.fucking.shit. The first heart attack my father had, no one contacted me for five hours, and when they did, it was with a text from GCBro that read, "Dad had a heart attack." These assholes waited five fucking hours to tell me, and it was the end of my shift, so I, being conditioned, did what any product of a narc would do and stayed to clean my section and close out the night.