I've been away from blogland for a while, as my Dad died last Monday. I had been visiting him the Sunday before and he had been fine except for a little cough. Then My Mum rang Wednesday to say he was unwell with a chest infection. She called the Dr who gave him antibiotics. But he got worse and couldn't breath so My Mum called an ambulance. He was rushed to intensive care where he spent his last three days hooked up to drips and machines. He had pneumonia. He was unconscious all the time so suffered as little as possible. The staff at the hospital were wonderful. They did everything they could for him and explained everything to us. They were all very kind, which really helped. His funeral will be held on Thursday. I still can't believe what has happened, when I see a picture of my Dad he looks so alive, I can't believe I will never see him again. He was such a lovely kind, generous person. Now I feel guilty that I didn't appreciate him enough.