fiona

My dad was 82, "a creaky old gate". His health got worse he became blind and angry. Unable to look after himself went from hospital to nursing home again and again. It was sad and frustrating to watch him on that slippery slope, powerless to help. He came so close to death several times - but bounced back again and again! An emotional roller coaster! I found myself wishing him out of his misery. Then he seemed to get much better. We planned his Christmas. We laughed + told him I'd feared he'd not reach Christmas + we looked forward. The next day at 2am I got the call. He'd died in his sleep. I felt cheated. I still miss him dearly + can't believe he's dead + want him back

fiona