Permission to come aboard sir?
There is no easy way of putting this. This evening we had a call from Bethesda just after 8pm to let us know that Dad had passed away.
Ever the free spirit, it appears that Dad had decided that it was time to pull up anchor and set his course on new and heavenly horizons.
As much as it was expected, it still came as a shock as we had, only a couple of hours earlier, spoken to the Nurses who gave no indication of an imminent demise. From what the nurse said, they were settling Dad for the night making sure he was clean and comfortable when suddenly he was no longer with us.
A decision had to be made. Did we want to come in and say goodbye, or did we want to come in tomorrow and collect his things. I decided that I would go in. This was for two reasons. 1) I could tell Mum wouldn’t be able to, and 2) I wanted to get some paperwork into the hospital before the funeral directors arrived. When this happened back in February (32 weeks to the day) Mum, Dad and I had discussed an option that was available that could help other people. Dad has decided to donate his brain to the National Brain Bank. As ghoulish as it sounds, our reasoning is – this insidious little shite that set up home in Dad needs to be studied. There is not very much information as to how and why they form. The research may not have helped Dad, but perhaps Dad’s donation might help someone else in the future. So I needed to get the consent forms into the hospital so that the funeral home knew what to do.
When I got there Dad was in the bed, looking for all intents and purposes like he had just drifted off. I sat with him for a moment and told him that we loved him before i had the opportunity to play a couple of pieces of music that meant something to me and my faith and gave me a chance to say good bye in my own way before collecting his things and heading home.
I did mention it last night, but now it’s happened I can expand on things. All things being equal the service for Dad will be held at the Fremantle Crematorium on Saturday 3rd October 2015 (time TBA). There will be a wake following at the Navy Club in Fremantle itself.
Mum and I have set up a fundraising site for the Cure Brain Cancer in Dad’s name
So for now I will sign off, and thank you for following this journey we have had.
Yoli & Barb