My Dad died on Saturday at 4.50p.m.
I'm so sorry everone for not being on here but I just couldn't. I've also been so busy. As most of you are aware my Dad had been in hospital for three months. It was just last Wednesday that he had been moved to a lovely nursing home. We've had lots of ups and downs with him and are amazed that he lived this long. We're sure it has been our love and devotion to him.
He had been bed ridden for seven weeks following two seizures and a large number of smaller ones. His chest was also very bad. We were allowed to feed him pureed food and thickened drinks when he was awake enough to have them.
By Friday of last week after having two days of sleeping most of the time after his move from the hospital he was awake and wonderful but very confused. He'd had a few spoonfuls of pureed fish, chips and mushy peas for his lunch followed by ice cream and a cup of juice. When I went in on Friday teatime he had more ice cream and juice. He became quite confused later that evening and thought that I was one of his sisters (who died many years ago).
I left him on Friday night with one of the nurses feeling that all was well. On Saturday morning he'd had a bed bath and was fine. He had a small amount of lunch and then things took a turn for the worse. My neice rang me and said that I had to get there immediately. Still don't know how I got there a forty minute drive took me twenty!! I arrived at 4p.m. Myself and my three sisters and Mam were there plus a few grandchildren. At the end it was just his five girls with him and if death can be lovely that was. On his last breath he opened his eyes looked at Mam gave her a smile and was then was gone. I will never forget that it was so beautiful.
I miss him so much and don't know what to do. I'm dreading Thursday which is his funeral.
Thank you all for listening. I'm now crying again which I seem to do quite regularly at the moment.
I'm so sorry everone for not being on here but I just couldn't. I've also been so busy. As most of you are aware my Dad had been in hospital for three months. It was just last Wednesday that he had been moved to a lovely nursing home. We've had lots of ups and downs with him and are amazed that he lived this long. We're sure it has been our love and devotion to him.
He had been bed ridden for seven weeks following two seizures and a large number of smaller ones. His chest was also very bad. We were allowed to feed him pureed food and thickened drinks when he was awake enough to have them.
By Friday of last week after having two days of sleeping most of the time after his move from the hospital he was awake and wonderful but very confused. He'd had a few spoonfuls of pureed fish, chips and mushy peas for his lunch followed by ice cream and a cup of juice. When I went in on Friday teatime he had more ice cream and juice. He became quite confused later that evening and thought that I was one of his sisters (who died many years ago).
I left him on Friday night with one of the nurses feeling that all was well. On Saturday morning he'd had a bed bath and was fine. He had a small amount of lunch and then things took a turn for the worse. My neice rang me and said that I had to get there immediately. Still don't know how I got there a forty minute drive took me twenty!! I arrived at 4p.m. Myself and my three sisters and Mam were there plus a few grandchildren. At the end it was just his five girls with him and if death can be lovely that was. On his last breath he opened his eyes looked at Mam gave her a smile and was then was gone. I will never forget that it was so beautiful.
I miss him so much and don't know what to do. I'm dreading Thursday which is his funeral.
Thank you all for listening. I'm now crying again which I seem to do quite regularly at the moment.
