Ready to explode

Dad flared up again about an hour ago, and that was bad enough, but now I'm really ready to explode because a few minutes ago, my mother just had the nerve to come in here and tell me that I need to be more tolerant of him, which makes me even madder. I understand that chemo is enough to make anyone feel like shit. But to my way of thinking, feeling ill does not give the person feeling ill the right to make those around them miserable. And all I hear from my mom is what I'm doing wrong and blah blah blah. Thanks for nothing Mom, as usual!