My dad died after an unwitnessed fall in a Brisbane private hospital. This blog shares what happened — not for drama, but because people deserve to know what’s going wrong behind closed doors. This is his story, and it’s why I’m doing this work.

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.