My Husband Forced My Mom to Sleep on a Mattress in the Hallway While She Was Undergoing Chemo – So I Had to Teach Him a Lesson

Her reassurance helped, but I couldn’t shake the knot in my stomach. I kissed her on the forehead, tucked her blanket around her, and told her I’d call that evening to check in.

Then I left, repeating to myself over and over that it was just one night. The next day, I finished work earlier than expected and decided to come home before lunchtime. I wanted to surprise Mom, maybe bring her something nice to eat from that bakery she loved downtown.

But what I saw when I stepped inside the house is something I will never forget. There, in the middle of the corridor, was a thin mattress thrown directly on the hardwood floor. And on it lay my mother.

Curled up under a blanket, her frail frame trembling even in sleep. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Then I rushed to her side, kneeling beside her.

“Mom?” I called out. “Mom, wake up, what are you doing here?”

She stirred, opening her tired eyes. Her voice came out weak, almost apologetic.

“Daniel said there wasn’t any space for me. He told me the guest room and even the other free rooms were being treated for mold, so I couldn’t sleep there. He said it was just for the night, that I had to stay here in the hall.”

Mold?

I thought. All the rooms? The house had been spotless when I left.Continue reading…