I lost my dad 5 weeks ago it was his funeral yesterday.
How it all started. M dad was diagnosed with stage 4 prostate cancer last July after 4 and a half years taking him to doctors telling them my dad had headaches, swollen feet and loosing weight. They kept dismissing him saying it was COPD and gout.
After he was diagnosed he started receiving injections ns and we were told he had many years and it would not be the cancer it would be old age. My dad was still complaining off headaches and again dismissed. January 20th 2026 I made appointment for my dad at gp. He was still driving at 87 and said he would drive himself to doctor. I got a gut feeling in my stomach to call and check he arrived OK and was alarmed when my mum told me my dad had a black out at steering wheel. I rushed to doctors and again doctor dismissed him even although my dad was now blind. He sent him home saying it was COPD. I took m dad to hospital myself I kept telling them my dad has had a stroke as there is a condition we have fibro muscular displasia as same thing happened to me
Again we were dismissed. Imy dad was waiting two weeks for mri scan and I wanted to take him private and they wouldn’t allow me to. I was down on my hands and knees begging for them to put him on blood thinners and they wouldn’t they said it was prostate cancer that moved to his brain. My dad went on to have second stroke. Weeks passed they starved him left him naked, soaking wet in shower. They left him in his jammies soaking wet with urine. I took m dad home and he was getting better. I kept calling asking for reviews bur doctors would not come out. I said m dad had urine and chest infection cause they dismissed me. I got doctor on call out and they said your dad definitely has infection and put him on antibiotics. Again m dad was improving I took him out a drive for ice cream and was so happy to see m dad getting better. They antibiotics stopped the Friday and again my dad turned ill. I got doctor our he said yes ur dad has infection but didn’t give antibiotics. He spoke to me me and m daughter and said you need to except he’s dying. That night my dad started getting seizures I called paramedics. They arrived did nothing as said my dad did not meet the criteria for the drugs to stop seizures. My dad took another seizure I told paramedics they said he isn’t. I had to push them out the way and give m dad mouth to mouth and bring him back to life. He had to wait another 24 hours for his gp to visit next day as doctor on call said he was finishing his shift and would not come out. When his doctor arrived she would not exam him or carry out a neurological exam. She stated he will be gone in few hours or days he has bleed on the brain. When I was calling my dad my warrior she said don’t do that he won’t be here soon.
I called his stroke nurse and she advised to ask for another evaluation as she stated the doctor can’t say that without Mrs scans or ct scan. I called again asking for doctor to come out access my dad but they wouldn’t and told me not the feed her n or give him fluids. They just doped m dad u on morphine. My dad was taking fluids from me through a syringe but because they had him high on morphine and other drugs I could not feed him or give him proper fluids. I have recordings on my phone my dad saying he was staving and wanted a wee cup off tea. My dad lasted over a week. I feel they made me starve my dad to death. M dad sadly passed away 30th March an 1hr and a half before my mum and dad’s 50,th wedding anniversary. The doctors tried the say was a bleed on brain I wouldn’t except this still it went to prosecution fiscal and they ordered a post mortem. It turns out my dad had pneumonia and she was right. These doctors killed my dad and it’s breaking my heart as I feel it is all my fault. If doctors never said ny dad would be dead in few hours I’d have rushed him to hospital. My dad was my hero my warrior my word. I was his shadow I seen him every day took him everywhere spent my life with him. I now feel I don’t have a purpos I have no friends am all alone as my only sibling was murdered 5years ago and he got found not proven he stole everything from her house nor even leaving me with her birth certificate while police Scotland allowed this and stopped me entering the house but he was aloud as he was he boyfriend. I feel I hate the world. What is the point in life anymore. When they died I have also