Here is some more what happened that is not in the letter that I wrote to Brendan in July 1995 after I read his article in magazine: Woman’s Day 12 June 1995
BRENDAN NELSON’S PRIVET AGONY
MY BROTHER SAID HELP ME DIE
In this article he actually admits to helping patients with terminal illness that was discussed with family members. And he said that he could be prosecuted for it.
Well there is nothing better than confession which is good for the soul.
On 14 March 1995 from hospital bed in South Port Philip told me to ring Brendan on his privet mobile number and ask if he can help Philip die.
When I talked to Brendan he said’ You know I can not do this’ and I trusted what he said.
On 15 March Philip got another idea, he told me he wanted to live because he wanted to be with me. Yes he changed his mind.
But 3 days later Brendan visited Philip in this hospital I was not there that weekend as I went back to Sydney to be with my children.
When I come back on Thursday 23 March Philip was very week and at lunch time his mother Patricia took me to local shopping centre. She was a registered nurse working for Adelaide hospital. She asked me to wait for her in front of a chemist where she went to get some prescribed medication.
That evening she told me to leave the room and go to sleep. I wanted to stay with Philip all night as I thought that he may die and I wanted to be near him. But she was very determent that I go.
Next morning when I come to his room he was in a sitting position supported by pillows. He was breading but his eyes were closed. I sat on the bed holding and massaging his hand when Patricia came in. She sat on the chair and started reading some magazines.
Than I saw that he opened one of his eyes and I heard his voice saying in my mind:
"Look my body is not responding, I have to go soon. Tell my mother I love her".
I started crying and did not tell her this straight away so he said again with a commanding voice:
TELL HER I LOVE HER.
So I turned to Patricia and told her what I just heard in my mind. She got up, stood next to him and touched his head when he took last breath.
Than his voice in my mind said ‘let’s get out of here’. So I left the room when the nurses come in. As I was walking the corridor he said’ Ring Roy’ and I saw at the end of the corridor telephone so I told Roy what happened. He was it Sydney taking care of Philips dog ‘Spike.
From hospital I went to the beach, walking, crying, and listening to songs. I was calming my emotions. When I returned to hospital room Philips sister Tracey, Father Dez and Patricia’s boyfriend arrived from Adelaide. They were driving all night and were disappointed that did not come earlier. Family arranged for cremation of Philips body on Monday. So we went to stay at the motel until Monday.
I felt Philip’s spirit presence that weekend, he was not in that dead body somewhere in the morgue and he was not in the body that went into flames. He was with us free & happy.
He had special’ dark sens of humour, so he was joking to me a lot that made me laugh. Sometimes in most inconvenient situations like during his funeral. In the evening Philips father drove me to the station in the Van. As the car was driving away I saw Philip seating on the passenger seat next to the driver, his elbow touching the bottom of open window.
His spirit drove with Family back to Sydney in Philips Van that in the Will he ‘gave’ to Eric, mum’s boyfriend.
Yes the pensioner Philip two weeks before his death gives away his big possessions and didn't pay for his funeral!!! Well he did what his mother wanted him to do.
Philip was not angry with her, he forgave her by saying’ Tell her I love her’.
He forgives but not forgets that she took his bank card and arranged with Brendan to take money and give nothing to Roy. She rung Roy one day and recorded her voice on answering machine saying that it was her who did this to him.
Here is Roy's will that he made with Philip giving possessions to each other and changed Philips Will .
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