So, my dad has been on hospice for about 6 wks now, after a 6 month battle with stage IV NSCLC. I posted a while back about my mom fighting with him about smoking a few cigarettes, and me talking to him more than her lately, which she still argues about, but we all just take it with a grain of salt and try to comfort her. However, yesterday topped everything, and we all just wanted to explode. Hospice is delivering a hospital bed today, so yesterday, my husband and I, and my brother and sister in law, went to dad's to move furniture around to make room. My dad told us where he wanted everything, then my mom started crying and yelling, saying that's not how she wanted it, she hates it. Then my dad got mad and told her that for 32 years she's gotten her way with everything else, now that he only has a little time left, it's his turn, he's getting his way on this one. So, we left the furniture where he wants it, but my mom won't stop crying and complaining over it. My sister in law and me tried to talk to her, let her know that it is only an inconvenience for a couple weeks, that we can move the couch back after, but that isn't working. I can't handle this anymore. I feel like I'm going to explode. The hospice nurse said Thurs. he probably only has a week, maybe 2 left. He's stopped eating because he started choking on everything he tried. Yesterday, he had some pudding and water. I know it's coming, as if this isn't hard enough to watch, I have to watch them fight too. I told my mom I would take some time off work and come be with her and help out, she said no, she can do it. It's like she don't want us there. Sorry for the rant, just don't know where else to go. I know she's hurting, but damn it, so am I.