R.I.P. Norm

So... Much of the info in your post is incorrect... My dad initially was given 9 months to live at diagnosis, unfortunately he only lived for another 29 days. I went up to Humboldt, then to San Francisco with him for additional tests and treatment and then brought him to simi when there was nothing else that could be done so he could say goodbye to friends and family. Kevin came to San Francisco to drive him home and the hospital would only discharge him to us because Kevin is a nurse and could give him the hourly injection medications he needed on the drive and he could help with the hospice care at home. When we got to simi I called my dads friends and family so they could see him. His best friends, Mickey, Rick and Carey, who he grew up with came and said their goodbyes the first day he was home. I didn't call your dad, rather I called and texted both you and your brother thinking you could tell him. I had a lot to do taking care of my dad and getting in touch with everyone. I think it's really sad that you are talking so much shit about Kevin when he's the one who called you over and over the day before my dad died when you didn't answer. Kevin was worried about you getting a chance to say goodbye when you answered your phone and mumbled incoherently for a few minutes multiple times, he kept calling you back after I gave up. You say my dad and Kevin fought and my dad talked shit about Kevin, no shit! We all lived together for years! My dad and I were very close and I can honestly tell you he has had "issues" with every man I've ever dated, that's natural. How many of your boyfriends has your dad liked? How many has your dad lived with for years and liked? See my point? As for thinking he was doing better the night before he died? No, he hadn't eaten in weeks. He had a GI bleed and could not eat. He was throwing up blood for weeks. He couldn't walk. It was really bad. I slept in the hospital at his bed for over 2 weeks because I thought he could go at any moment. We called you the night before. Kevin kept calling you. You had your chance to say goodbye. You decided to wait to come over. Losing my dad ripped my fucking heart out. Don't sit around in a public forum talking shit about how his death went down or about my loved ones and act like you were owed a better death or something..... AND my brother is his kid too... If my dad read that comment it would break his heart, I don't think you knew him very well at all if you could think/write something like that.