My name is Heather and I’m really sorry you lost your beautiful son. My heart aches for you. In November 2020 my husband died of cancer leaving me alone with 2 grieving children. Together we have a daughter that has just turned 13 and a son who has recently turned 11.
Although he had cancer we didn’t think he would die in fact we never spoke of it because he refused to and his specialists didn’t even mention it as a high possibility. He had a donor stem cell transplant and died 6 days later from acute renal failure from the anti rejection drugs that destroyed his kidneys. The hospital just gave up on him and my very young daughter and I were there when he passed. The hospital was terrible and offered no support at the time or after except Asked me to pack up his room after he died and made sure I signed a piece of paper saying I had taken his wedding ring.
I know the feeling of wanting time back.
Everything in my life feels heavy, unbearable, permanent, frightening, overwhelming, terrible and like it’s forever. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can barely leave the house unless I really have to for the kids and I can’t see a future.
I’m suppose to return to my part time employment on the 2/2 and I just can’t see that it’s going to be possible so I think I might resign which will make my current frightening financial situation worse but at least a would get a health care card which seems to be the key to being entitled to support. My daughter is linked with canteen which is great but there is nothing in my sons age group and I have looked extensively for all of us. I’ve looked into psychology too but on a mental health care plan you pay $215 for 50-60 mins and get only $87 back. I have no family support.
I’m sorry for your loss Mary. I’m glad you have a good support network around you to help get you through. Thinking of you 🦋