Well dad passed away wed nite, 11.15. Things happened really fast in the last few days. It was a massive effort from everybody, including dad, poor bugger. We did night shifts the last few nights cos we wanted always someone should be there. mum & sis were there when he went. We then had to do shifts again cos the body shouldn't left alone. Incredibly, there is only one doctor who can come to yer house in this entire side of town, & he was busy, gonna be til 5.30 am when the next Dr was due on. Piss poor service, what can u say. I didn't mind minding dad though, it seemed kinda fitting. Bro did the first few hrs, i slept on the floor. I woke & harangued him to bed at 5am. The morning Dr come at 6am to give us a bit of paper & then the funeral guys could take him about 7. It was a rainy day.
The funny thing was everyone wanted to be woken up for the Dr, but nobody responded at all when i knocked on the ceiling 3 times & even went upstairs to get people it was pitch black & not a breath of stir. In the past few weeks everybody would have instantly leapt up at any moment 24/7 when they heard a piece of paper fall downstairs or a pin bend in Tasmania, but they were totally knocked out now. It was over.
Funeral was yesterday.
Today and the next week we just hang around the house, people visit etc. Catch up some sleep.
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