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Monday, June 3, 2024: “We’re officially day to day.” Our hospice nurse, Jessica, told me somberly.
My dad has been in hospice care for 3 weeks, in and out of the hospital for 6 months, and has been battling cancer for 7 years. Even though all this time has passed and he’s battled bravely, Jessica’s words still felt like a punch to the gut.
I’ve spent every day with him since November and have done everything in my power that I can do. The social worker handed me an End of Life Pamphlet on Monday with a checklist of items to prepare. First check box: life insurance coverage. Disappointingly, after calling the life insurance I found out my dad’s policy had major gaps in payment while someone else was in charge of his finances and they would only be able to pay out the premiums that have been made since November 2023. At $73 a month, that’s little to nothing for a proper funeral.
My dad was a hard working man his whole life. He did not do well with idle hands and was always working on one project or another. He could fix anything, make anything, and get to the bottom of any issue. To watch cancer turn him into a man who needs our help to do everything has been difficult to bear for all who love him. Especially when he gave without hesitation and did for others without needing to ask twice.
One of his worries, going into hospice, was the financial burden that my family might have to take on. I couldn’t bear to see the look on his face, if he knew the current situation we are now in without insurance.
So I am humbly asking friends and family to help us during this difficult time, and assist with end of life costs for my dad. No amount is too small and prayers are graciously accepted. Thank you so much.
My dad has been in hospice care for 3 weeks, in and out of the hospital for 6 months, and has been battling cancer for 7 years. Even though all this time has passed and he’s battled bravely, Jessica’s words still felt like a punch to the gut.
I’ve spent every day with him since November and have done everything in my power that I can do. The social worker handed me an End of Life Pamphlet on Monday with a checklist of items to prepare. First check box: life insurance coverage. Disappointingly, after calling the life insurance I found out my dad’s policy had major gaps in payment while someone else was in charge of his finances and they would only be able to pay out the premiums that have been made since November 2023. At $73 a month, that’s little to nothing for a proper funeral.
My dad was a hard working man his whole life. He did not do well with idle hands and was always working on one project or another. He could fix anything, make anything, and get to the bottom of any issue. To watch cancer turn him into a man who needs our help to do everything has been difficult to bear for all who love him. Especially when he gave without hesitation and did for others without needing to ask twice.
One of his worries, going into hospice, was the financial burden that my family might have to take on. I couldn’t bear to see the look on his face, if he knew the current situation we are now in without insurance.
So I am humbly asking friends and family to help us during this difficult time, and assist with end of life costs for my dad. No amount is too small and prayers are graciously accepted. Thank you so much.