Hello everyone, My dad died 12/12/16.A date that will be imprinted in my heart and mind forever. He was very poorly from May last year, but somehow we never truly were ready for those stomach renching words " passed away". I was "Daddies Girl" even though I'm a married 54 yr old.My mum is 81 and is full time carer for my 51 yr old brother who has Downs Syndrome. My mum is being so brave and stoic, but my brother is not fully understanding that he will never see his dad again.He cannot read or write, but in his own way he has written letters to my dad and left them around home.This breaks our hearts. For mine and my mums part we wanted my dad to have his wish and die at home, but medication masked the ugly fact that he had Sepsis, so as we hoped for a better outcome , thinking it was a drug related drowsiness we sent him to hospital He did verbally agree to go for the paramedics but I feel only did it for us. We saw him on the Sunday and believe he heard and saw us, but died at 11:00 am on the Monday. We were not with him and I hate this fact.I know the HCA on duty was with him at the end, but it should have been his family. I hate myself as I am an HCA and over the years have been there at the end for my patients. The grief is torment at times, and I know my mum misses him beyond words. How do we help my brother?.We are drip feeding the brutal truth to him when ever we can, and are getting him a kitten, to bring more life into the home, something my dad wanted aswell, but dads " darling boy" is struggling with harsh reality. Always With You Dad.xx.