After the death of a child, there is no closure. It is like learning how to live with an amputation—you are forever changed and need to learn how to live a new “normal.” There can be a feeling of desperation to find someone farther ahead on the path who can understand the crushing pain that makes you feel like you can’t even breathe at times.
Laura Diehl was plunged into that place with the death of her daughter, and meets the deep need to connect with others who have experienced what cannot be put into words. When Tragedy Strikes(Morgan James Publishing – Faith Division) is the raw account of her journey from deep darkness back into light and life, extending a hand of hope to those traveling on the path behind her, who need to rebuild their lives after the death of a child.
Where can I buy the book When Tragedy Strikes? By Laura Diehl
My son died on June 7, 2020 in the most Critical Care Unit at the Sunset Kaiser in Hollywood, CA.
He was misdiagnosed in 2016 with Asthma and High Blood Pressure.
He actually had Pulmonary Arterial Hypertension.
He was going to be given an automatic pump to give medication to his lung valve to prolong his life.
He called everyday several times for three weeks while he was in hospital. No visitors due to covid so I dropped him off on May 20th and I never saw him alive again.
He had a DNR but was given an incubation before they called my home to tell us to bring his boys now as he wasn’t going to make it. He has a 9 yo and a 10 yo who he lived for. Literally.
I got to the hospital within an hour and he was on total life support but had no brain activity or bp. His urine bag empty. He had been given a bath and they put him on life support.
His kids see him like this? He hadn’t called all day and although I’d called and left messages for him and his nurse and doctor I did not get a call till after he’d been dead for who knows how long.
I am hurt and angry they treated him or didn’t treat him so at least we’d of had a chance to bring his boys in.
The boys have had no closure. They know I took him to get help and medicine to make him feel better three weeks before. Then told he was gone. Where did he go they ask? The 10 yo has Autism and his Daddy was his “Person”
Now what? Where do I go to get help? No in person therapy. No help for his boys because no one can be seen.
Boys now live with the then absent mother.
She is getting his ssi death benefits for them.
She is making IHHS $ for the 10 yo with Autism.
No school to escape to they are all closed.
No church to pray in they are closed.
No playground or movies to go see cause guess what they are closed too!
I am suffering for them both and my son.
I am suffering the loss of my only child, my son and best friend.
My son died on June 7th. He died from right side heart failure due to Pulmonary Arterial Hypertension. He left a 10 yo who has Autism and him and his Dad were connected to their souls. He also left behind a 9 yo who loved and trusted his Dad. Dad had custody of the boys. Mom lost custody due to being unable to care for them. She started takin on weekends with the ten yo crying for his Daddy and going home.
He died getting the instrument that was to help him. We didn’t see him for a month due to COVID-19.
They called at 10:40 at night stating he was not doing well and someone should come say goodbye to him.
He was brain dead by time I got there. It took me 40 mins to get to him.
They waited too long to allow him a visitor’s approval.
His boys did not get to say goodbye.
I didn’t get to say goodbye unless he heard me being brain dead. All his body parts were shut down.
My son, my baby was gone.
I’m not doing well. His birthday is tomorrow.
50 years ago at this exact moment my water broke.
I was 17 and my son was born October 11th at 6:36 in the morning.
He died June 7th at 12:20.
That’s all.