Saturday afternoon, I got a copy of the final autopsy report in the mail. I have been in a funk ever since. The results were kind of what I expected, so I don't know why I'm so upset by it. I should be relieved to have an answer, but I think maybe it made everything feel so final. (He's not coming back.)
Basically the report said, (in non-medical terms) Jason died of a heart attack due to clogged arteries.
You can pray that I can manage to stop the "what if/guilt" scenarios that keep playing over and over in my head. I know that there really wasn't anything I could have done, but that doesn't stop me from questioning.
They say this guilt complex is a common part of the grieving process. Let me tell you...it sucks! I hope you never have to go through it.
1 comment:
I am sorry this isn't easy to find out. I can understand how no answer could be a good answer or make you feel any better. Hugs!
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