Did Kinmel Lodge Kill My Dad?
End of June/beginning of July 2022, our Dad was zonked. Totally wiped out for no reason, incapacitated. Overnight our precious father, John Richard Collinson (Rick to his friends) had gone from a singing and dancing, full of mischief and banter guy in his 80's to a comatosed shell of a man. Dad was so spaced out he could not open his eye lids as they weighed so heavy. It haunts me that I did not do anything except accept the storyline of Kinmel Lodge management and their team. Dad was visited on 1st July 2022 by my sister Christine, Dad called her 'Chris'. She'd come visiting from Leeds, where she lives, for a week to see Dad. Chris had been coming to see Dad a day here and a couple of days there every month since her health situation and Covid rules had improved. It was not easy for her juggling visiting Dad and her terminally sick father-in-law. However, Chris and her husband decided to get some condensed quality time in with her Dad only to be scuppered ...