My sister, Rachael, and I started a GoFundMe account to help cover Dad’s medical and funeral expenses. Yes it feels like begging but we are asking friends and family to donate money now in lieu of funeral flowers later. Sometimes you just have to be practical. To quote my friend Roger Jones, “Flowers don’t pay the bills.”
Dad does not have life insurance. At all. His teacher pension and social security are going to pay for the Windsor Quail Valley. Apparently insurance and Medicare do not cover room and board for hospice or nursing homes. Medicaid does. Burying Dad will cost approximately $10,000. That is with the plot and marker already paid for when Mom died.
Rachael and I do not have that kind of money. Neither does Dad.
Taking a leap of faith we posted on Facebook and Twitter about Dad’s GoFundMe account. We started sending out emails to extended family and friends far away or who are not active on social media. Rachael and I honestly did not expect much but knew that any amount was better than nothing.
Wowzers! Our socks were knocked off as the donations started rolling in. Rachael and I are overwhelmed at the outpouring of love and support for Dad and us. The Ham Radio community especially has touched my heart with their show of love. I know hams are gregarious and friendly but people from all over the world have responded. The DX community has spread the word about Dad all over the globe. I had no idea how many people Dad had touched in his globe trotting, especially in Europe and Africa. Rachael and I have received emails and phone calls from strangers to us but friends of Dad. Daily I am reminded of how much Dad and by extension, his family are loved.
Dad is officially in hospice care. He is at Windsor Quail Valley which is a brand new facility (open just 4 months) and close to my house. Dad is still not eating. He is getting morphine every 2 hours now and sleeping more. Dad still has some lucid moments but they are getting fewer and farther apart.
Please keep us in your prayers. At this point it is just a waiting game.