Two weeks after being sent home, my 83-year-old mum had a mini stroke — likely from the very medication meant to ease her pain. It’s been eye-opening, jaw-dropping, and exhausting — not just for her, but for all of us trying to fill the gaps in a care system that’s running on autopilot. This is what “aged care” really looks like from the inside.

My dad was 81 and had MND. His future was limited — but it wasn’t meant to end like this. This blog shares the truth about what happened inside a Brisbane private hospital when no one came, and the silence that followed. It’s not about blame. It’s about witnessing systemic flaws — and doing something about them.