As I drew up to my house in the car this morning after walking Bertie there was an ambulance and police car at my neighbour’s house. The Carer had found her dead on the floor. She had tried to get up in the night, fallen and lain on her own in the dark probably praying for help and becoming hypothermic until she died. She had only been out of hospital for 36 hours. It’s a fucking disgrace.
I spoke to the ambulance men and told them that I’d written to the hospital about my concerns that she wasn’t fit to be allowed home, her house was infested with vermin and her care situation inadequate. The paramedic couldn’t believe his ears and just shook his head in disgust that they had still discharged her.
If this is how we treat vulnerable, frail, 90 year old human beings we should be ashamed as a nation.
The Coroner now has to decide if there needs to be a post mortem, but when he learns she had cancer he probably won’t bother. So no inquest either and the whole situation will be swept under the carpet and forgotten. No-one will know that she actually died of neglect and inappropriate discharge from hospital. And that makes me furious.