I’ve been through this before with my mum. It’s brought back all the hideous memories of long nights stuck in a hospital room waiting for the inevitable.
My darling, dear dad is now end of life and I don’t think he’s going to make tomorrow to be honest.
Hes been very ill for a while with stomach issues & not able to eat without severe pain. We brought him to A&E a week ago & they’ve been running tests & tackling a nasty infection, etc. Last night he was in a lot of pain so they prepped him for emergency surgery first thing this morning but after reviewing his case, realised he wasn’t well enough for the op.
So that’s it. We’ve reached the end of the line for him.
It’s just so bloody awful, isn’t it? He’s on a morphine driver and is currently sleeping.
i just needed to write this down somewhere .Thankyou for reading…
was going to name change but fuck it. If you know me IRL, I know you’re lovely anyway and probably already know about this..