I lived at home failing to finish, then finishing my thesis, then being unemployed, over the four years that my dad was diagnosed with cancer, underwent various treatments, and finally died of cancer. It was not my idea of fun to wipe his ass towards the end, but things have to get done, *hands*. I'm happy my mom and I could keep him at home in the end, and I feel guilty I won't be able to do the same for my mom, if she needs it: Our personalities clash too much, it would be a horrible time for both of us.

Anyways, again, it's good to hear it turned out so relatively well, and so nice your relationship with your brothers was stregthened, not worsened during :)