So yesterday my dad with Vascular Dementia lost his fight against Covid-19.
His Care Home had rung for an ambulance after he had been unwell for a couple of days with sickness bug.
He was tested positive for Covid and we just knew he would not cope. He had COPD amongst other medical conditions.
He put up a good fight, until Monday evening when we got the call that he was deterioating. Another call came on Tuesday morning for us to say our goodbyes.
The last time I had seen my dad was when we dropped him off at the Care Home for respite (my mum had been admitted into hospital).
I saw my dad at 7.30 yesterday morning and was so so grateful that I could replace the last memory.
He was calm and looked at peace. I'll held his hand and told him how much I loved him and how everyone was asking after him.
It was the first time since the evil Dementia came that my dad didn't look anxious and it melted my heart.
Less than 4 hours later the nurse rang to tell me he had closed his eyes and gone to sleep. She was with him holding his hand.
It's heartbreaking and our world is broken, but he's at peace.
It's going to be a difficult time with the funeral arrangements with everything that is going on in the world. But we will get throught.
This is my last post on here.
I wanted to thank you all so very very much for your kind words and advice given over the time I have used this forum. You have been there for me when I was at rock bottom and even managed to inject some humour to keep me going.
My work colleagues have set up a Tribute in my Dad's name and this is donations to The Alzheimer's Society.
One day there will be a cure for Dementia, until then, continue to help each other.
I hope you all can keep safe and well during these scary times.
Much love
x
His Care Home had rung for an ambulance after he had been unwell for a couple of days with sickness bug.
He was tested positive for Covid and we just knew he would not cope. He had COPD amongst other medical conditions.
He put up a good fight, until Monday evening when we got the call that he was deterioating. Another call came on Tuesday morning for us to say our goodbyes.
The last time I had seen my dad was when we dropped him off at the Care Home for respite (my mum had been admitted into hospital).
I saw my dad at 7.30 yesterday morning and was so so grateful that I could replace the last memory.
He was calm and looked at peace. I'll held his hand and told him how much I loved him and how everyone was asking after him.
It was the first time since the evil Dementia came that my dad didn't look anxious and it melted my heart.
Less than 4 hours later the nurse rang to tell me he had closed his eyes and gone to sleep. She was with him holding his hand.
It's heartbreaking and our world is broken, but he's at peace.
It's going to be a difficult time with the funeral arrangements with everything that is going on in the world. But we will get throught.
This is my last post on here.
I wanted to thank you all so very very much for your kind words and advice given over the time I have used this forum. You have been there for me when I was at rock bottom and even managed to inject some humour to keep me going.
My work colleagues have set up a Tribute in my Dad's name and this is donations to The Alzheimer's Society.
One day there will be a cure for Dementia, until then, continue to help each other.
I hope you all can keep safe and well during these scary times.
Much love
x