Ever since I was a child, Ive always been the sort of person whod lend a helping hand, even to someone I didnt get along with. I never thought my mother-in-law would be someone in need of my kindness. In contrast to all the usual stereotypes, she is a lovely womanextremely kind and respectful. Recently, disaster struck: she fell seriously ill, was admitted to hospital, and required care after being discharged.
So, without consulting my husband, I brought her home so we could look after her together. I believed my husband would be grateful, knowing his mother was being lovingly cared for, but all the way home, my mother-in-law seemed rather subdued, as if she wanted to ask something but couldnt quite bring herself to say it. When we arrived, I helped her inside, made up her bed for her, and went to prepare some soup. I wanted to make both my husband and his mother happy. Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse when my husband came home.
When he saw his mother lying in bed, he demanded to know why that leech was in our house, and threatened to throw her out. I barely managed to hold him back. If I hadnt been there, my husband would have genuinely sent his own mother packing. Were still married, but Im deeply disappointed by his behaviour.
