Hello BLF friends
Dad passed away yesterday morning, early hours..
I had phoned during the night to inquire how he was doing. I fell asleep around 3.30 am and at 6 the hospital rang to say could we come Dad had taken a turn for the worst.
Bea got the car out and we went up in 20mns. I was silly because he said we wait for you, I thought how can he? I didn’t understand Dad was on a ventilator.
So we said our goodbyes, I phoned my brothers so they could say theirs, thanks to modern technology, they spoke to his ear, hopefully he could hear them somewhere...
So they disconnected him and we held him as his heart disappeared off the screen.
They don’t give you much time to recover..then started the paperwork, Bea took over I just had to sign things..We had to go to the care home and decided to clear his things then it was done.
I said let’s go to a café for lunch so we could go home and phone family and friends for Thursday. At 4pm we had the funeral parlour to finalise things. A long day.
I took a photo of Dad at peace after he was washed, selfishly I hope it will help me forget the images of the previous day. It wasn’t humane.
As I said to my brothers it was between medical incompetence and wanting to fight the invincible.
During the day I got angry a few times, Bea said I think my Mum is going through the five phases of grieving in one day!
Thank you for your support during those tough days. 💕