It was awful - beyond belief. He was 73, fit and well. Until he wasn’t. Had a massive stroke and spent weeks in hospital deteriorating. By then end he was immobile and had galloping dementia. I’ve visited 95 times and wheeled him about, done stroke
rehab etc, all for nothing. After 3 months in hospital, his death in hospital was most definitely not peaceful. I was there and it was horrendous. Mums netters - how the hell do I get over this?