Dads send off

Hello, my name is Jodi.

Last year In may, my father had a stroke and doctors discovered a brain anursym.

The anursym was in operable due to being low survival rate.

In the mean time we supported dad and our step mum Jenny.

In September 2024 dad was admitted into hospital again with a low blood count and needed 2 blood transfusions.

He was very sick for a few weeks and we thought we were going to loose him, but he came back weaker, but good for a little while.

Unfortunately at the same time he was in the hospital Jenny his wife had a fall. She broke her wrist, collarbone and pelvis, this took her months to recover.

We organised in home care, but Jenny was starting to show signs of dementia and cancelled the home care without us knowing.

We tried to organise for them both to be placed in a nursing home, but they had a 7 year old cat, that they refused to part with, and we couldn't find a nursing home that would except the cat, so we persisted with helping them at home.

Jenny was then diagnosed with an aggressive nose cancer, this affected her image and pride, and she refused to get the help required to help keep it under control.

End of march her nose got severely infected, and she still refused help from anyone. She come down with what we thought was gastro, instead it turned out to be twisted bowels.

On Thursday the 10th of April she was rushed to hospital from her house, dad found her unconscious.

They informed us she was septic and was being moved to palliative care.

On Friday the 11th she went to a nursing home and made comfortable.

Sadly on Saturday the 12th of April 8.30 am she was pronounced dead.

Later that night of Saturday the 12th of April, dad was rushed to hospital, he had a seizure.

CT scans showed that his anursym was leaking and it was Huge !

He had to spend 14 days in hospital.

This period of time is hard enough, but was even harder on dad right now, not only had he just lost his wife, but dad is intellectually disabled and autistic.

All the poking and prodding, he hatted so much. He told us that when the time comes, not to bring him back.

He knew enough to know he wasn't coming back the young active man he once was.

It hurt like hell, but we had to respect his wishes.

While dad was in hospital we organised a memorial for Jenny, we did photos and a album, even a coffee cup with her on it so he could still have his morning coffee with her.

We also had to clean up thier unit, a few months earlier Jenny had flushed her undies in the toilet and flooded the whole unit.

All the furniture was damaged by dirty toilet water.

In the few days she was home vomiting with what we thought was gastro turned out to be her vomiting feces.

We had to throw away both thier beds as they didn't sleep together, plus all thier bedding.

The fridge stopped working, the lounge, TV unit and other cabinets they had all had to be thrown away.

We had to do a deep clean of the house before dad come home.

Finally his 14 days arrived and he was able to come home.

So on Sunday the 27th of April at 1pm dad finally came home.

He loved all his new furniture, fresh bed and lounge, and he could finally enjoy it.

We got his medications organised at the pharmacy and filled the new fridge with his favourite foods.

That night my brother and sister inlaw stayed at his place with him and they brought fish and chips.

Monday the 28th, my brother called to say dad threw up his dinner, ok, maybe it's nerves from being home without Jenny, this was the first time he could be home and process it.

But then he threw up his breakfast, and wouldn't stop vomiting.

I headed straight to dads place.

When I arrived, he was being showered by my brother, my dad was grey and shaking uncontrollably.

I called 000 and when I went back to help my brother we noticed his right side of his face had dropped.

We figured he was having another stroke.

Not even 24 hours at home and here we were packing his bags again and off he went in the ambulance.

Hospital told us it wasn't a stroke, he has a urine infection and the anursym was putting pressure on the back of his eye and nerves which was causing the facial droop.

On Tuesday the 29th, they were organising for us to take him home again, we were so unsure, because this time he was so weak, couldn't eat or drink properly and was not him self.

He thought women that were visiting other family and friends were Jenny and he told us Grandma was there. Grandma passed away in 2003.

We visited him every day he was in the hospital, he was a little off on Wednesday, but they confirmed that he should be home in a few days.

We seen him on Wednesday and he was really not himself.

We left when visiting hours finished at 2pm.

Around 5pm on Wednesday the 30th, my brother got the call.

Dad was unresponsive, he was taken for a CT scan and the scan shows the anursym has ruptured, this will be fatal.

We all rushed to the hospital, I had to come from Yarrabilba, and my brother from Wynum, to the PA hospital asap.

Traffic was so bad that night.

I arrived, and the doctor informed me that dad passed about 30 seconds before I got there.

I was devastated.

My brother got there and was so destroyed that dad didn't wait for him.

This last year we knew it could happen at any moment, but when the time come, we still went ready.

We have been through so much in the last month alone.

And we are asking for help.

We have used every last dollar we had on fuel and parking fees.

We have had to replace furniture, bedding, clothes, electrical items and basic household items.

We have been trying to run 3 houses between us, we each have kids and animals and even had to sadly find Dad and Jenny's cat, passed away under Jenny's bed, 3 days after she died.

There cat Bubba Boy, was healthy, but honestly, he was heart broken.

I don't think he understood why mum and dad kept going away for long periods of time.

Even with someone staying and caring for him, he wanted his mum and dad.

We are asking for help.

We know everyone is doing it tough, we didn't want to have to ask but this last month of loosening Jenny, Bubba Boy and Dad, has been so dam heart breaking and we are out of money and energy.

All we are asking is for some help so we can send off Dad, Jenny and Bubba Boy the way they deserve.

Please help us