Hi. My name is John. About 3 years ago, my dad had his first stoke. And from that point, everything went downhill. Mom and I pretty much spent every day after that taking care of him. From endless doctor appointments and health issues, kidney failure and dialysis, him losing bits of his toes and feet from diabetes, open heart surgery, and two emergency stomach surgeries that would inevitably be his demise. He was a very loving, funny and tough man. He always showed compassion to everyone he met. We always loved sitting around and listening to his crazy stories. And he loved telling them. I am the youngest of three brothers. One lives in Juneau Alaska with his family. And the other in Seattle with his wife. They came down as much as they could to help. But that cost added up quickly. It’s just mom and myself here at the house now. Since he died on my birthday (February 25th @ 12:58 pm) life around here has never been the same. He enjoyed sitting at his computer and playing games most of the time since he couldn’t do much, but go back and forth to the doctor. Oftentimes I’d walk into the living room expecting to see him there. Sometimes I would be half asleep and hear him coughing or calling out for us, and I’d go to get out of bed, just to realize that he’s not here anymore. We would talk about what he wanted to do when the time came, and he was very adamant about being cremated because he didn’t want us to have to deal with all the expenses around funerals. And death can be very expensive. So. We followed through with his wishes and had him cremated. Which his side of the family was not very happy about. They wanted to have a normal service, and fought us tooth and nail about it. But it wasn’t about that. It was about him and what he wanted. A little about myself. I’m unemployed. Suffer from a few back problems that I inherited from my family. Have been trying to get on social security for a very long time. That’s a process in itself. Mom, she now gets what dad was getting every month. Which isn’t a lot. But we are thankful for it. Every month we basically have to decide what bills we want to pay, and what we can do without. The most important thing is having food on the table and a roof over our heads. I make what little money I can by selling my art and things that I don’t really need. Our house is so empty now. But. That’s okay. Anyway. I’m sorry for rambling on. I’m here to get help for my dad, mom and myself. To be able to pay off his cremation costs, maybe fix that old truck a little bit and help with some bills. Maybe take some of the pressure off our shoulders. Mom is retired. Has been for a while now. And we really don’t do much anymore. After dad passed, we found ourselves just sitting around twiddling our thumbs and reminiscing about him because we both spent so much time caring for him. And I wouldn’t change a minute of that. If you’ve made it this far, I really appreciate it and you for taking the time to read this. I’ve never been the type to ask for anything from anyone. And, if you find it in your heart to help, that’s wonderful. If not, that’s okay too. Again- thank you for listening. And be blessed. I’ve included a link to help support my cause. Thank you. https://www.supportful.com/99401a24-fb46-40ed-9b0f-af000f08ff5c
Submitted April 20, 2019 at 12:49AM by Yakbakpro http://bit.ly/2GnUra0
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