My daddy's birthday 2022

I lost my dad December 4, 2001 at 8:00 pm to a multitude of disease problems which were the direct result of his life long relationship with tobacco.

Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease
Bronchitis
Bronchopleural Fistula
Emphysema
Pneumonia
Empyema Thoracis
Cor Pulmonale

While I cannot blame healthcare providers for his choices in life, I was left with the feeling that some of those directly responsible for his care could have really given a rip about him and this has left me reticent to interact with health care professionals as a group to this day.

Be all of this as it may I have missed my daddy even though we had a troubled relationship of our own — but in the end I only wanted what was best for him and he really did have a hard painful ending trying to stay with us.

Sometimes there are far worse situations than end of life.

So each year when his birthday comes around I say a little prayer and thank God for him and thank him for being there for me and that's about all I can do anymore.

I am 66 years old and to this day I sometimes cry over his passing and the way it all went down.

As far as I am concerned there should have been more "care" in that terminal care he received.

Apparently it was simply expecting too much.