Funeral Expenses for Oscar Briseno

First, I would like to thank you for taking the time to read this. In August, my dad had a stroke that caused him to be hospitalized for a couple of days. His lack of insurance caused his stay to be shortened and to be released to my mom’s care. My parents live 4 hours away, so I immediately took off to assist in any way I could. Upon arrival my mom and I drove to the hospital to pick my dad up, but my dad was entirely different from when I last saw him. He walked with a limp, his left arm was immobile, and the left side of his face was “droopy.” I was shocked, scared, and saddened by his condition, but I had to stay strong in front of my mom. The doctor’s explained to us what they discovered, but we were still in shock and didn’t fully comprehend the severity of what actually happened to my dad. Once home, there was only one thing on his mind, to return to work due to fear of being fired. He was adamant of returning to work to provide for his family, he wanted to walk, but his body wouldn’t let him. That night we heard a loud noise, we rushed to his room to discover him on the ground telling us “my foot, my foot doesn’t work.” We called an ambulance for help and waited by my dad’s side. Once there, the EMTs asked my mom and I what had happened. We explained to them as best we could, along with telling them about his recent release from the hospital. We provided them with the paperwork from the hospital and their demeanor suddenly changed. They explained to us how my dad’s fall was caused by the cancerous tumor growing inside his brain and that his condition was terminal. Along with that, they told us that they could take him back to the hospital, but there was nothing stopping them from turning him back to us due to his condition and his lack of insurance. It finally hit me, my father will never be the same. After some small miracles my dad was able to get a caretaker, while my mom worked. Day after day I would call my mom to check on my dad, but his mental state would diminish with the passing of each day. He started to forget his family and I became scared that he would forget me. On 10/24/2020 I drove to visit my dad and see how my mom was doing. We walked into his room and I had to draw every ounce of strength to hold back the tears. He was in an almost vegetative state. His eyes would rollback, he had lost so much weight, and he couldn’t speak anymore. 4 days later, I received the call that my dad had taken his last breath and had passed. I’m starting this fundraiser to help my mom pay for the funeral expenses and give my dad a proper goodbye. Thank you.