saw dad this afternoon, i cooked them beef casserole for dinner, then got a phone call about 9pm, dad fell from the comode, rushed round, ambulance on way to help him up, he was laying on floor with pants down, that isnt like my dad at all, its heart breaking as hes such a proud man, covered him and hubby pulled pants up, took 3 ambulance women to help him up and took an hour, he was in so much pain, even after taking morphine, he has grazed elbows and knees, ambulance women have goven me letter for dr that says we need more help as i cant cope, its nights, mum has to have sleeping tablets cause of her illness, we need night help, or dad is going to have to go into hospice, feel like such a failure even saying that though, feel like i should look after dad, but im finding it so hard to cope with all this, i just want my big strong teddybear of a dad back
