At about quarter to one this morning P's Dad died. He had been transferred to the main hospital unconscious with a severe chest infection but had improved a lot & was talking to us when we visited at lunch time. In the evening P went in & he seemed almost back to his old self & complaining he was bored because he didn't have a book. In the middle of the night we got a call to say he'd suddenly deteriorated. P went straight in but he'd gone before he got there. Apparently he was talking to a nurse, said 'I don't feel well' & just slipped away.
It's been quite a shock & we're really going to miss him but it's a comfort that it was so peaceful at the end.
I think I just have to go & have a cry.
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