My DH died just before Christmas. He had a procedure on his pancreas, as they suspected cancer. He came home and had his tea and then felt poorly, so he went for a lie down. Half an hour later he called me to say he felt worse. I had a number to call at the hospital, so I rang and asked for advice. They said to come to A & E. It was awful in there. There was nowhere left to sit and they said it was a seven hour wait.
He insisted I went home, so I left him there.😥 He subsequently collapsed and started vomiting, so he was seen and admitted. That was Monday evening.
I spent most of Tuesday with him on the ward. He looked awful. His abdomen was really swollen. That evening I had a call from a consultant to say they were moving him to intensive care. On Friday they told us he was dying. He died on the Monday exactly one week from having the procedure.
I am still in shock. It was so quick. I can’t take it in. Due to it being an unexpected death, it’s all had to be investigated through the coroner. As it was over Christmas everything has been delayed. We have our first solicitor’s appointment next Monday.
The necessary admin has been horrendous. My letter to the DVLA has been lost. Other utilities have been useless. It’s a nightmare. I can’t sleep.