missing dad

Dad died a year ago today. It’s taken me this long to blog about it, though I did post on facebook, mainly so I could let everyone know what happened, and the arrangements and all that.

James Fleming at Trident for a trivia contest on November 21, 2014. We won!
James Fleming at Trident for a trivia contest on November 21, 2014. We won! (click to see it big!)

I miss him. He went too soon—he was just 86 and was supposed to outlive his mother, who died at 91.

I blame type 2 diabetes, the stupidity of the medical establishment throwing away more than a hundred years of knowledge and pushing bullshit guidelines and bullshit drugs for diabetes instead of what they knew worked even before insulin was discovered.

I blame the University of Michigan Hospital for giving him a heavy dose of antibiotics instead of treating him for a gout flare after his leg was amputated. I blame them too for giving him C. difficile—there is no excuse for this. I’m still angry about a world-class teaching hospital killing him. I know he had a lot of problems—but he was doing so well and progressing nicely until he was slammed with c. diff.

But mainly, I miss him. I miss listening to Dad talk about politics—I would love to be able to hear what he has to say about what’s happening in this election. I miss hearing him talk about his great grandkids. I miss hearing him tell me about his cat’s latest antics. I miss his tales of his lunches with his ex-Kiwanis buddies. I miss listening to Dad and Stanley talk about politics and solve the world’s problems. I miss his daily emails letting me know he is okay. I miss trying to figure out what to get him for Fathers Day and his birthday and I missed sending him a Valentine’s Day card and sending him good coffee and t-shirts that I know he’d love. I miss spending time with him, and I miss hugging him. I miss telling him I love him.

Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 09/15/16 at 04:37 AM
  1. I really miss him for all the reasons you listed, and I especially miss the looking forward to our annual journey to Oscoda where we could catch up on all the things we didn’t cover in our daily emails and I miss our daily walks through the nearby golf courses and the never-completed-streets near Golfview Circle. I miss my friend.

    Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)  on  09/20  at  12:08 PM

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