My dad died after a long battle with dementia at home with his family, in the arms of my poor mum.
He was always a clever, family man who loved to travel all over the world and would join me his daughter and my 3 children on holidays. He loved football and country music, and joining his mates at their local pub.
In the last few weeks we think he knew a little of what was happening and stopped eating and drinking. We had him brought home from hospital with a DNR.
I wish him to be remembered as the strong family man, who adored his wife Hazel, me and my brother and his 9 grandchildren.
