Grieving for my wonderful son Marty
It's New Year's Eve 2012. Another year has past without Marty being here. I hate holidays and most everyday. Jan 19, 2010 my wonderful son Marty died in a hospital that was suppose to be helping him. It was an inadequate facility with an unskilled dr. Marty was told by a cardiovascular surgeon there that he needed an aortic valve replacement. He wanted to be proactive and agreed. The dr did a good job of convinving him, making him think he was so skilled and the only dr capable of performing such a surgery. Following the surgery Marty stayed in a coma for fourteen days before leaving me and his family. The facility and dr showed no compassion or caring for me or the family. It was obvious to me they were covering their tracks. What makes it even worse the wife he had holds the medical records and will not let me or his daddy or brother look at them. What is she afraid of - what does she have to hide? Why would anyone want to make your pain greater. We don't understand her attitude toward us. There is no greater pain than lossing your child. I hope she never has to find out the pain that I am in every minute of every day, because there is only one way for you to know the pain I suffer and that is lossing a child. I love Marty's children so much and I know Marty would be so upset at the things that have transpired since he is no longer here. I wish I could have died instead of Marty. Marty should be enjoying his life. Marty loved his life and we always did everything to make Marty and Matt's life good. We had great times being together and I know Matt misses him so much. We are so thankful for Matt's wonderful wife and her loving and caring family. She has been so supportive of Matt and to us. I stuggle each and everyday and like a nurse in the hospital told me "you will never find peace with what happened here at this hospital." She is right, I won't!