Received the final email from medical examiner today. Official cause of death was Severe Bacterial Bronchopneumonia. It can be cured with an antibiotic. I don’t know if it’s possible to cry any harder than I have. My chest hurts like I’m having a heart attack. Constant pressure like someone is sitting on me. My fingers […]
August 29, 2020
Marciana came for a visit today. We rode out to Memory Hill and visited. She misses Ben. This has been a hard week for her too. So much guilt in not recognizing how sick he was and failing to get help for him. I guess she and I will share that guilt forever. We saw […]
August 28, 2020
Physical Manifestations of Grief My fingers and hands are numb and tingling. A compressed nerve in my neck from my muscles staying bunched up tight night and day. They ache, and I shake them to try to restore feeling but it doesn’t work. It’s gotten difficult to type with my last two fingers, I can’t […]
August 27, 2020
“Poor kid just downed in his own lungs. So easy to treat. Must have had a bad fever.” Jim said that to me in text today. Callous, wasn’t it? In normal times I could roll my eyes, maybe wince. These are not normal times. I sobbed for half an hour, the kind where I can’t […]
August 26, 2020
I went back and reread what I’ve been writing. It’s stark. Honest, but stark. The problem is, it only shows one thing… my bad days. I don’t tend to write on good days. I write when my soul feels ripped. The truth is, I am having some good days. Days I’m able to appreciate the […]
August 25, 2020
Pneumonia????????????? Kristen with the medical examiner’s office called today and said you died of Pneumonia. All the toxicology reports they’ve been waiting on came back negative. You died of Pneumonia. I failed you as a mother. I’m so sorry Ben. I failed you, I failed myself, I failed Beau, I failed our family. You told […]
August 22, 2020
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