"My dad's treatment on F18, queens Medical centre, Nottingham"

My dad was admitted last year with a broken back and generally unwell,

Half of the staff didn't know about his condition and we're pulling him about and he was in great pain and discomfort.

he became more and more poorly and also was suffering delirium and ended up with pneumonia.

I found him in the middle of the bay one day sobbing his heart out because he was very confused he had swore at the nurse, ( and I can assure you my dad was a true gent who at 75 wouldn't swear at a lady if he was of sound mind).

So the nurse wheeled him in the middle of the bay and left him, and let everyone in the bay look at him cry,

When I arrived I was mortified, my dad wasn't fed properly and lost so much weight it was pitiful, we fed dad when we went to visit which was everyday for seven weeks until we asked to take him home as they said he was basically going to die and they couldn't really say what of and stopped treating him. He passed away at home two weeks later, but he was with all of his family and looked after by us and the carers and treetops hospice at home who were absolutely fantastic.

He was left wet and dirty on many occasions I am appalled by his treatment.