So I havent updated this since Janauary, I have no idea why not i guess life has just gone on! Everything was fine until February and since then it has been horrible!!
In February me and my best friend went to Gran Canaria and were having the most amazing holiday until the Thursday when i had a phone call to say Grandads care alarm had gone off! I wasn’t to worried as he often pressed it by accident however this time it was no accident, he has fallen in the shed whilst going to the toilet. Luckily Gill and Brian (who have been our rocks) were quickly over to him and called an ambulance as he could not move. Pete also rushed home from work and lets just say he was amazing. I was thousands of miles away and felt so hopeless! We managed to book a flight but couldnt fly until Saturday Night. Brian and Pete went with granddad to the hospital and it quickly became apparent that granddad had broke his hip and needed an operation. Pete stayed with grandad and took over everything, keeping me in touch on the phone. Grandad had the operation on the Friday morning and developed a chest infection after, i returned home Sunday morning and at 10am that morning i finally got to see him, he didn’t look well at all and in my mind at that point i didn’t think he would make it. However he proved us wrong and during the week he got stronger, one of us was there every day to help him with his lunch, supper and spend as much time with him as we could. he was so confused from the surgery but he got better and was just like his old self. Gil and Brian visited very day and im sure that helped him feel better. We cannot thank them enough. During the week he managed to walk a few steps and was doing so much better. We started to get the house ready for him to come home as we both promised him we would get him home. We moved his bed downstairs and got him a new chair etc. We discussed at length with doctors that we planned to bring him home and we were going to change our hours at work to look after him 24 hours a day. Pete turned into an amazing carer and he was doing things i never thought he would! Anyway on the Saturday we had a phone call to say he was being moved to mistrust for rehabilitation, no matter how much i argued that that was not in his best interest and that he would be better either coming home going to care home for a couple of weeks, however it seemed it was already decided. I asked the hospital to wait until i got there for him to be moved as he would be confused about it all. Well that never happened. When I arrived he was already being put into a chair, he had no idea what was happening. He was not packed to leave, and his medications were not ready. I was so angry anyway we he went in the ambulance and i drove behind. During his time at Midhurst he was able to walk a few steps and seem to be making some progress. It all started to go wrong on the Wednesday of that week when we mentioned that his stomach was swollen, and he was complaining of pain, he said he wasn’t going to the toilet properly. His ankles were also swollen he didn’t feel well, we told a nurse but nothing was done, Pete mentioned it again on the Thursday as his stomach was even more swollen, he looked 9 months pregnant!!! nothing was done until the Friday. On the friday we arrived for visiting times to find him having a bag packed by his side. One of the HCA’s said ‘You do know he is going to st Richards as I noticed that his stomach is swollen and the doctor thinks he has a blocked bowel’ This is bizarre as we had been telling staff for three days that his stomach was swollen! No one could explain why we had not been contacted and informed. I was so angry but granddad was my priority and i just wanted him out there. he was treated with no dignity and respect and i could list loads of things that were wrong!
Once we arrived at st Richards grandad was taken care of quickly and he was seen by a surgeon who thought he was just very constipated and they could get on top of things, we left him in good spirits and reassure him we would be back first thing in the morning. I will treasure that kiss i gave him forever. We both came home and some food and then about 11.30 i said to Pete i am going to call the hospital and see how he is, i rang and finally got through and was told they had moved him to a ward and that the staff were just with him, they asked me to call back in 10 minutes, i gave them 20 minutes as i know how busy hospitals are, before i had chance the phone rang and a doctor said we needed to go to the hospital ‘i knew deep down that he was either dying or had passed away,’ not that i told Pete that! We arrived at the hospital and went to the ward as soon as i walked i knew, he had suffered a cardiac arrest and there was nothing they could do! At that point my world fell apart, i held Pete so tight. We saw him and he looked peaceful, no pain, no confusion just peace! He looked like he had just fallen asleep. at 1 am we left the hospital and only phoned a couple of people as felt it unfair to wake loads of people us. We came home and my best friend came round and i can never thank her enough for just being there. We had no sleep that night and as the sun came up we realised we had to let people know! The next few day passed in a blur and we put granddads things back in his room from downstairs, Everything in his room is still there now, we haven’t thrown anything away, i know the time will come but its not yet. If you walked in to the house now you would of thought he was still here!!
We planned grandads funeral and wanted him to have a funeral he would be proud of, the one thing we always promised was that we would bring him home to see this dogs who he spoke about every day! We brought him home in his coffin and the puppies went to say good bye! We had two little statues of the dogs made and then went with him in the coffin and sat on his grave! Granddad had a beautiful funeral, he was carried in by members of our extended family and my uncle derek made him a beautiful cross with his name , i can never thankyou enough. i hope a send of he would of been proud of. I managed to read this poem and me and Pete meant every single word of it!
A Golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest,
It broken our hearts to see you go,
God only takes the best.
They say that memories are golden,
Well maybe that is true,
But we never wanted memories,
We only wanted you.
Your life was love and labour,
Your love for your family true,
You did your best for all of us,
We will always remember you.
We sat beside your bedside,
Our hearts were crushed and sore,
We did our duty to the end,
Til’ we could do no more.
In tears we watched you sinking,
We watched you fade away,
And though our hearts were breaking,
We knew you could not stay.
Our lips cannot speak how we loved you,
Our hearts cannot tell what to say,
But god only knows how we miss you,
In our home that is lonely today.
In the few days following his death We both decided that we needed answers about the care he received and how this all happened so a complaint letter was sent, our complaint was raised as a serious incident and we attended a few meetings with the team at Midhurst and serious complaints officer, well well last week we had the final meeting and lets just say the report is heart breaking, he was neglected in many ways and not given the care he should of recieved. If only they had listed to us things could of been so different! I cant say to much until we have heard from the CCG and we get a very final report. The meeting broke my heart all over again and i will never forgive myself for not pushing them further and getting him the care he deserved! The only good thing is the hospital is currently closed so no one else can be neglected this bad! ill etc.
Since granadad died we have had to sort out all the financial stuff! In the beginning it was just the bills etc which were easy as we were paying most of them anyway so it was just a name change. Then it came to will!! Well all i can say is that the thought of money changes people. Officially Myself and Pete have 5 years to stay in the house and then either have to sell it or buy the other 2 parties out! Well lets just say one party wants it sorted now so we are currently going through the process of getting a mortgage etc. Once its done i will be able to sleep at night, I cant say to much but i am angry with it all, very angry and hurt at the same time. We will get there i know!
So 23 week later i miss him so much and i sit at home or go and sit in his room and just sob! Life goes on but that is a part of me that never will!
During the last 23 weeks i wouldn’t of got through it without Pete, we are there for each other and i know we will get through this together. I also want to that Gill and Brian for everything they have been amazing. Kate, My best friend who i wouldn’t cope without, she is always there for us! Thank you Richard my little brother for being so brilliant. I also want to thank every single person that has helped us, whether you have helped with the dogs, helped us sort thing out, phoned or text or just been there, we wouldn’t of got through this without you.
I am hoping over the next few weeks we get the mortgage sorted and then me and Pete can move on and not have this hanging over us! I know Grandad would hate what is happening but i hope he would be proud of how we are handling it all.
I feel like i am juggling a million things at the moment and it will only take one more thing to make me fall apart. We will get the final report from Grandads complaint soon and then we can decide if we wish to take any further action.
Oh well that turned in to a long blog post but i do fill a bit better writing it!