This keeps going around in my head and it's getting me down. So my dad was admitted to hospital for the last time just before easter. He was getting a little better until I went in on good Friday morning and he had deteriorated over night. He was really struggling to breath and had a temperature. I asked for a doc but was told it could be a wait as it was easter. I asked many times during the day when the doc was coming and the nurse kept telling me dad was on the list and in the meantime kept turning my dad's oxygen up. I asked what happens when you can't turn it up anymore as it was so high and she just shrugged her shoulders. Then the nurse said the doc would only come in the next day. I called my mum then who i sent home in the morning as she was feeling unwell and she called my uncle who came to hospital and kicked up a fuss. Finally a more senior nurse came in and saw how bad my dad was and called the doc who came within an hour. They didn't seem to realise that my dad had advanced lung cancer even tho i explained to the nurse how worried I was that he had sepsis as he had this previous. She told me I should have asked for her but I didn't know that. The doc was very worried and put him straight on the strongest antibiotics they have but he died 2 days later from pneumonia. I just can't seem to get over the fact that it was my fault, I was left to be with dad and I didn't really now what I was doing, I should have kicked up a fuss instead I just waited like I was told to, perhaps he would still be here if I had. I asked for a doc at 10am and the doc came at 8pm. I tried to do as much as I could do for my dad, sat with him through everything but at the end I failed him.
