I will tell you more about him personally in the future, after the funeral tomorrow. He was a high achiever.
I am only relying on memory, but I think at the end of 2016 he was admitted to hospital with a diabetes related leg ulcer. In 2017 a skin graft was done and he seemed to be ok and went home. But the graft was not completely successful. In the interim the hospital had picked up a heart problem and not too long after he collapsed in his local supermarket. Always one for publicity, he made the front page of the local newspaper with his thanks to the supermarket staff who saved his life.
A heart restarting device was inserted into his chest. In a queue at an airport, it went off and he did not travel. Yes, airline queues can be stressful.
His unhealed leg continued to trouble him and by the end of 2017 he had developed another ulcer on his other leg. Before Christmas he was admitted back to hospital for treatment. He was allowed to go home for a few days over Christmas but was back in hospital as the New Year of 2018 arrived. To his sadness, he was on the wrong side of the hospital to see the city fireworks.
Since he has been in hospital, R has visited him twice weekly, and myself once weekly. In January and perhaps into February, he would always message R via Facebook and have an online chat in the evening. However to talk to him when we visited was hard as he continually dropped off to sleep for a minute and then rewake. The conversations were stilted and disjointed.
He had further treatment for his leg ulcers and contracted Golden Staph infection. He was hit very hard with a massive antibiotic attack, to which he did not cope with well and ended up in the Intensive Care Unit.
He came back but was quite unwell. His partner had to find the medical power of attorney at home to take control of his care above our friend's brother. Another rather out there friend went directly to hospital management and outed our friend and pointed out that the Indian bloke was his long time partner. Our friend was not impressed at being outed. I cannot understand how it was not obvious anyway. The Indian guy who visits every day and is twenty five years younger is not just a mate?
The last time I saw him, late March on a Thursday, he was supposed to be moved to rehabilitation that same day. He told me it had been put forward by a week to the following Thursday. He had just received skin grafts to both legs which were healing well. He wanted the procedure to go ahead. His brother tried to stop it. Perhaps his brother was right, although ultimately the alternative may have been leg amputation and I am not sure how he would have coped with that. R saw him the day after, and while still dropping off to sleep all the time, he was ok.
Infection set in again the following week and he was back in ICU. His partner called us Wednesday the 28th and told us it was serious. His brother also called and suggested that the end was nigh. His organs were all shutting down. Such drama people, we hoped. The following day just as I arrived home from work, his partner rang again. There was no problem about seeing him in ICU now. It is open to everyone who knows him. He is going to be taken off life support and will die shortly afterwards. We hopped a tram to the hospital. Someone had just died in the ICU, so it was frantic, but eventually we were let in. He had a breathing mask on and we said our goodbyes. His nurse kindly asked if I was ok. Yes, I sniffed. We only stayed for about ten minutes. He died the following day.
All so sad and we are grieving badly. One day it is me, the next day it is R. The funeral tomorrow will help. If there is anything to learn here, it is avoid Type 2 diabetes at whatever cost.
But to end with a little uplift, he was once a conservative politician and is a member of our oddly named conservative Liberal Party. While our friend was unconscious in the ICU, his brother said to his own wife, Lynny, watch his pulse, and said to him, Turnbull has been sacked as Australian Prime Minister and Tony Abbott is back as Prime Minister. Any pulse change Lynny? Of course the reply was no.