So, I've been on the bored awhile I feel like sharing my weekend and last week because it's... I don't really know what to say.
My bank weekend - week in general has been shocking. Had my last counselling session, at least for now. Partially I led the sessions and didn't feel she was... apart from CBD and letting me talk off my chest, giving direction to what I was doing... helping. I did it myself. Maybe in fact it's a good thing I'm not entirely sure how to answer.
So on friday, I decided I was sick of work and took a day off and asked my family to go to Wareham down the river for a drink at the pub. All had time off, sister couldn't go due to work load but we nabbed the train, had a nice day. Avoided the car crash of cricket at least till I got back and watched the recording. I nip back home having had a good day, old man decides he wants to go for a few drinks (he'd drink you under the table) to the pub in Poole and that's that.
Next morning (saturday), get a text from my sister saying she's gone round and it seems like my old man is all drugged up (he hates drugs of all kinds so that's totally rubbish from the start). There was poo inside the house, in the kitchen, on the floor, in the bathroom.. everywhere. There's blood outside the house in a pool on the floor, about 10 feet from the back entrance... the bbq and inside the house. A lot of blood. My old man says he's been in half an hour. They then discover a massive hole/cut in the back of his head, top to bottom, which is humongous. They call 111 and he's taken to Poole hospital whilst I was ironically in hospital for something much less at the time. Found out he was then rushed to A&E and put on life support and was critical. He'd lost consciousness as well within 30 minutes. Doctors called the family in, notifying us he'd had a bleed on the brain, bruised brain and large swelling at the back of his head. A cracked skull, broken neck bones and spinal issues due to his "fall". He also has a bleed in the neck. My mother had found him outside our backdoor on the floor in a pool of blood and presumed he'd had a fall, the bbq is close to the door, there are stairs to the garden near but there's nothing really to cause this kind of impact. The back garden was also looked so no one could get in. At this point I'm completely lost/dumbfounded slightly/shellshocked and yet being me, totally positive he'd be fine. Horrifying seeing him with tubes and a bed sit, looking the state he is. It was scary to see my mum and sisters faces crying knowing the possibility that my father might die. We stay there an hour, he's recuperating and they then notify us that the injuries are luckily not bad enough to be operated on and they don't want to do any operation. Within 30 minutes he then gets moved to Southampton as a precaution for the neurology unit in case they need to act quickly and they don't want to have issues if they moved later with bank holiday traffic.
I chose to stay at home, look after the family cats whilst watching the sport. It's in my opinion the only way I would have dealt with that situation. Sitting in a locked room, stewing over not being there and why I couldn't help overnight would have made my mind poisonous. Old man's in a bedsit and all I could do is wait. Finally, by some miracle, they initially were going to be doing an operation to relieve the pressure on my dads head but, chose to do a scan to make sure and found the most startling thing. My dads swelling had spontaneously removed the bleed on the brain, there were no signs of clots, or blood flow issues on the brain. In a sense he had fixed himself completely by luck. Started to come to on Saturday evening but was in a lot of pain. Supposedly as you grow older (no I didn't know this) your brain shrinks. He had an absurd stroke of luck in that the brain had enough room to cater the swelling and it had dealt with the bleed as well. So shocked were the medical staff, that he is now in a medical journal or will be for what they've described as a freak of nature. They'd never seen it recorded before.
Thankfully, they discharged him yesterday and he came home
. Never felt so relieved to see him back, was like something was missing in the family household. He's still suffering from concussive symptoms... sickness, light head, lack of concentration. However, I still have plenty of questions behind the incident though. When he became conscious he was found outside at about 7am on the floor outside the back entrance. His friend states they were dropped back in a taxi at 2:30am at the end of our road, they've had a chat and he's walked home (30 second walk max). So by the friends reckoning he's been outside knocked out for 4 hours. My old man thinks he's been dropped off at 11:30pm the previous evening because the pub did shut then, he'd only had 3-4 pints and told everyone he wasn't drinking much. He also only goes to that particular pub. Which means he's been outside roughly 7 hours and isn't drunk whatsoever. Once he gets back he goes to bed. He's walked in the house, locked up the house and for some reason, he's walked outside and fallen. This doesn't make sense because there's nothing to really fall on. Nor are there any dangerous objects in the garden, nothing's been moved (even today everything is where it should be), there is no blood outside the house except for the bbq and the area where he lay. I'm adamant he's been there a while because he has bleed from the cut once he's got in the house, so it's had time for the impact to dry around the flesh wound. He's been there ages.
Friends of his think he may have been attacked with a club outside the house. Couple of problems with that. The garden is 2 tiered. House back entrance is the lower part and it goes to an upper section. If he was hit from behind, the guy would have had to have had extraordinarily large arms and not make a sound to reach my old man because the gap between the 2 parts is quite large. Secondly, the doctors did notify us he received 2 impacts to the brain, causing the large gash but in separate incidents. Right well that makes to me no sense if he's been clubbed with 1 large hit on the brain, because we have covers on the BBQ and there was a blood stain on that and only on the pool of blood where he laid. More importantly with the attack idea, is my dad had the house keys on him. If they attacked him and he was prone, they could have just searched him and wanted to get inside, used the keys and they could have. They didn't. No one came in, no ones taken any wallets or anything. Nothing's gone and nothing's moved, there's no foot prints either. There's no motive because he didn't have anything on him either and he doesn't upset anyone. I can only assume he's hit is head on the covering of the BBQ going backwards, landed on his bum and bumped his head for whatever reason and then laid there for hours.
Just wanted to get that off the chest. Partially in total shock, nothing has ever happened in my family like this and also because I've so many questions. The cause of impact makes no sense with any theory I can think of. Too far for an attack, no motive or reason and there's nothing to trip him up. I don't understand. I just don't understand why this has happened. Took the week off work to go over and watch over him. I'm a bit speechless tbh.
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