My son died today. I just found out late tonight when his girlfriend got home from work. He died while he was taking a bath, home alone. He was 32. The police asked me to have someone drive me to his house to meet with them and someone from the coroners office.
I'm sick from grief. I felt that I knew my son was going to die sooner rather than later, but this is still a shock. He had a brain tumor and status epilepticus seizures. He almost died last November from one of those seizures, even though he was already at the hospital when it happened that time, still he almost died and was in a coma and on a respirator for 3 days. This is my second son to die. My first son was killed from an accident at work in 2001.
:( I'm going to be sad for a long time. I feel so sick right now. I can't sleep. Just what I don't want to do, I have to have a funeral for another one of my children.
No question really, just a lamentation...