I had a terrible nights sleep last night ……. thanks mainly to hubby inadvertently waking me up, just as I was drifting off …. twice.
Coupled with not being able to drop into a restful sleep …. was the nightmares. Or maybe they were just sad dreams.
Dad was dying, he was in pain and alone. And I did nothing. I wasn’t there to make it better, I wasn’t there to hold his hand so he wasn’t frightened, he died alone and it was my fault. And he blames me.
