I was taking care of my 86 year old father who had macular degeneration and prostate cancer. He had a mini stroke in November 2017 and we basically had to have my daughter (his world) talk him into letting the paramedics take him to the hospital. When he came out they put him on home health and he did well the first 2 visits but then showed signs of not being able to walk with the therapist or even sit up for the nurse. The home doctor suggested hospice care since he always refused the hospital. I was hesitant but decided I would rather him have 24 hour care then none at all besides myself. Hospice had a chaplain come out the first day we signed up and she stated that they would send a priest out (as my dad was catholic and grew up as an alter boy at his church) to give him the anointing of the sick prayer. This never happened we also never saw a chaplain again even though she promised to come out weekly and pray with him and read the Bible with him. We never saw the social worker and were never told what to look for as signs of death approaching (supposedly I was to be given a book and never was) my dad passed away January 14,2018 and I had no idea he was leaving us that day. He was vomiting and it was brown almost looked like stomach bile. I began calling hospice at 7 am that morning to get the 24 hour nurse out they told me to give him morphine and when I told them he wasn’t in pain they never said anything about him actively dying or anything but give him morphine. My dad refused the morphine and said he was ok just wasn’t feeling well. I called numerous additional times trying to get the nurse out. My dad passed away very traumatically at 2:34 in the afternoon and the nurse showed up 15-20 minutes later. When my dad passed he lost consciousness sitting up and brown fluid began pouring out of his mouth like a faucet. We were yelling his name and he still had a pulse but was definitely not conscious. I sat next to him held his hand and said daddy at that moment the fluid stopped and so did his pulse. It was the hardest most traumatic moment of my life and no one can tell me why it happened that way or what that fluid was or if he suffered. I sent a complaint letter to hospice and I’ve heard nothing back.