Haven't posted for a while, but decided to update blog.
My first blogs were about how my Dad had been ill and what a brilliant recovery he had made. Sadly he died 4 weeks ago.
He had been admitted to hospital as unwell with vomiting and couldn't stand as dizzy, they thought it might be vertigo, did a CT scan the next day due to his head injury in October, but nothing showed up. Two days later they couldn't wake him and called for us, he had suffered a massive stroke and would be unlikely he would recover. He remained unconscious but there was a glmmer of hope as all he could move was his right hand and a couple of times he touched his head when we told him to, but sadly his condition and breathing got worse and he died 2 days later, two days before his birthday. It was a comfort to us to know that he could hear that we were with him.
Life slowly getting back to normal although I admit to teary times. Doesn't seem four weeks ago that he died. The support from my wonderful boyfriend has been tremendous and don't think I would have got through the worse times without him. Everyone says things will get better and I know it will in time. We've had a few laughs about things he said or would have said during the preparations for his funeral and burial. Apparently its cheaper to be buried 6 foot down rather than 3 foot, as more ecological friendly. Mum said thats fine as he hated archaeologists, so when they dig him up in 500 years times they will have to dig twice as far to get to him!
Anyhow, as he would have said, time to get back to work. Its the weekend and can't wait! Roll on 5!