Mum's Inquest

Thursday night I awoke and had the urge to go on the PC. I did a search for my mother's name and came up with new information about her death. I had found out she had died when I felt the same urge last July.

It would seem her death was the result of medical negligence, though of course no one is going to be charged in connection.

According to the inquest held on May 12th, 2006, my mother had been constipated and a doctor prescribed for her over the phone. At some point later, she went to the A&E department and was discharged. Still later, she was rushed in as an emergency and died on the operating table. She died from a perforated colon which had caused septic shock. She died on April 2nd 2004, just 3 weeks before her 70th birthday.

Last July, when I found out she had died, I was shocked. I greived for what we never had. All the negative feelings thoughts of my mother used to bring, disipated. I know she understands now. It also helped me finally close the door. Realising just how wicked the rest of my family are really helped. The fact that no one bothered to inform me of my own mother's death told me all I needed to know.

It has been freeing for me. I can now think of my mother with compassion, knowing the past is done and dealt with. It saddens me that her passing was not clean or pain free. I would not wish such a death on anyone.

I think she is now at peace. I can see her life was a sad and painful one. One day I will meet her again and this time I will greet her as my Mother and she will greet me as her son. The reality of our life here will not matter anymore. No that is not to deny what happend, just to let go of it and see the fragile, confused and pain ridden human being who did what she did.