In memory of

Carl "Dee" Davis McDougle

Memphis, TN, USA

September 25, 1945 - January 9, 2021

Sep 25, 1945 - Jan 9, 2021

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In memory of

Carl "Dee" Davis McDougle

Passed

January 9, 2021
Born

September 25, 1945
Resided

Memphis, TN, USA

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My Dad worked all his life and had saved money for retirement. He suffered a stroke 20 years ago and 4 other stroke over the course of the last 5 years that caused him to be impaired mentally. He was in a coma from the second stroke because I am the oldest of 4 been over his money for all those years and had never touched a dime. My siblings are not able to assist due to unemployment from companies closing. There were family members who found out about his savings and they start telling him they need money for different things. My Dad had a big heart and was taken advantage from his very own family. I was talking care of him and he told me he had money. I thought his family had spent all that he had. After my Dad telling me he had money for over 6 months he said he wanted me to take him to a bank in Mississippi. To my surprise he remembered how to get the bank. He was right he had 200k in an account that he could take out when he turned 65yrs old. I explained to the banker that he had money in other accounts that was taken by family and I wanted to protect what he had left. I asked for two signatures his and mine to remove any money from his account. I added a safety feature that would allow him to take 7k out each year if he needed after he turned 65. His money was safe all this time until his niece moved in with him telling him that he should take all his money out the bank. It didn’t work. Well, two years ago she figured out how to get his social security check in her name when I found out she had taken my Dad name off his house and cars and put it in her name. I asked him what else had she done. I believe he was afraid to tell me because she had moved in his home and put him in another room at his home. I called the police and was told it was not something that they deal with. I tried to file a petition with the court to get help with my father. He was dropped off at the hospital in March with 22 wounds on his body. I was not allowed to see him due to COVID-19. I was informed he was not going to make it through the night. The family members spent every dime he had while he was in the hospital. They said he would have wanted them to have his money. He was discharged from the hospital in May to a rehabilitation center. He was in there for three weeks and returned to the hospital in June. I was told he was not going to make it but he did. He was discharged in September. He was doing well and went back in the hospital in November and he was discharged before Christmas back to the rehabilitation center. He looked better than he had in a long time. He was happy and talking. I FaceTime him everyday. He said he wanted different foods and I took it after speaking to staff. He was able to have a soft diet. I found out he was sent back to the hospital but this time a different hospital. He was in the ER they said they didn’t have a bed in ICU. I requested he be transferred out due to the fatality rate. My Dad was placed on a ventilator and I was told by the doctor he was going to die. I was informed that if I wanted to see him I could for 10min. When cleared I was there in 20min 8:10am. I was than told if other family members my brother and son wanted to see him I needed to make him a DNR. I refused. I left at 10:30am I had a lot of questions about unnecessary IV fluids. I was surprised by the traveling nurses all males in ICU. I didn’t change my mind about efforts to save my Dad life. I received a call at 10:54am my Dad coded. I was told he shouldn’t be a full code and if I wanted family to come I need to make him a DNR. I asked if I was being forced. The doctor said he could make that determination and he could pull that card. I told him I didn’t think that was right so he said I could tell my brother to come and I needed to hurry up. Less than 10 minutes the doctor called back and said he was dead. All his savings was spent and I wanted to at least try to let him rest in a proper burial site. Any help will be appreciated. Contribute