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My mum,she was a wonderful kind caring wife,mother,and grandmother.My mother and father had been unwell for about 6 weeks before this happened mums mobility was bad and was finding it hard coping with dads illness.Dad was very depressed,usual symptons aggitated paranoid very down also has insulin dependent diab,heart problems high blood pressure,had a stroke about 2 months before also had minor heart attack about 4 weeks prevoius,how he is still here even the doctors are baffled.they both had been in and out off hospital about 4wks before my mother was tragically taken away from us by our father.on the 29th oct 2008 our lifes were blown apart.I got a phone call from my sister to say we had to down to our parents house there had been an accident!!!!!. so i just thought with mums mobility maybe she has wet the bed or something silly like that.Nothing could have prepared me for what i walked into, my father was sitting at the top off the stairs on the chairlift i ran up stairs and asked where mum was he just pointed to the bedroom.when i saw my mum lying on the floor i knew she was dead! he had beaten her to death with a wooden baten he kept under the bed for security.i tried so hard to bring her back but she was gone.I phoned an ambulance and asked for police. the ambulance operator talked me threw the resusatation,i knew it was to late but had to try.the police were there in minutes.thats when i went into shock i looked down and i was covered in blood.and had to get out the house.My dad was taken away he was so far gone he had no idea what he had done or why.No one can quite believe what happened family,friends everyone that knew my dad knows he would never have hurt a fly.I cant tell my mum i love her anymore i cant hug her anymore my little daughter misses her so much we say them every day.we were a very close normal family before that day.my mum was 73yrs old and was amazing she will stay in my heart forever.My dad is to old and frail to go to trial and is in a secure unit he has been deemed insane by the doctors at 75yrs old we lost our dad that day too.I get to visit my dad once a week for half an hour,but he just sits there he is so ashamed off what he has done to his family. I pray to god every night just to take him and let him rest in peace.I will never turn my back on my dad because that wasnt my dad who done this, fell so let down by the medical care he recieved before this,we has been asking for weeks for a a mental health assesment but they all kept passing the buck, he was seen at home by a cpn who agreed he needed help asap, he had an appt to go and see the phyciatrist a week after this happened, to little too late.i'm trying to keep going for my husband and my little girl but its so hard,dont feel like eating u dont dont sleep get really bad flashbacks can be sittin watching tv and look down and think my hands are covered in blood its horrible,ive tried going to councilling, couldnt talk just cryed to whole time.Dont want to go to gp as they just want to give you pills and there not really interested anyway. Then the next loss was my mother-in-law who died off cancer in mar 2009 she was a wonderful lady was a great comfort to me when i lost my mum. My heart goes out to everyone one this site and hope to make a few friends along the way.life is a journey and we never know when its going to end, but take comfort by knowing that one day we will meet our lost love ones again.
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