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So, my dad passed away February 13th and my sister, mom and I didn't find out till March 18th. We missed his services, his hospital stay and his hospice care. We didn't get any closure or get to say goodbye to him. My family members in New Jersey did not make any effort at all to find us. They told us they tried to call my mom's number TWICE in a fucking month to tell us. That's not trying very hard at all. We went online and found my mom and my twin sister's info in 15 minutes...all they had to do was look. We found my sister in NJ's info in a half-hour online. A HALF-HOUR. NOT A MONTH. It just proves that my family didn't try at all...and yes, I am pissed. I will be pissed at them for a long time. He was our father, too, and we deserved to know when he was sick and we deserved to be there to say goodbye...because now we can't.
He was having pain in his legs for a while and didn't want to go to the doctor. He was very stubborn and hated doctors. (like me). He finally went to the doc and they said he had no cirulation from the knees down. He had an infection from the lack of circulation and that he was going to have to have surgery to try to open the arteries that had hardened from no blood flow.....they tried the surgery and it did not work...the arteries were too hardened....so they told him that to save his life they would have to amputate his legs from the knees down and he said no. It was his choice and I respect it...I just wish we would have known. He eventually slipped into a coma and died from sepsis.
I'm saddened by the fact that I'm never going to hear him say "I love you, Kiddo" ever again. I love you Dad and I miss you so much.