i can’t believe its been 2 years and I am still just trying to survive. My son, aged 34 went to Cuba on a vacation that I gifted to him. He got what he thought was food poisioning and got very sick. The day he died, he had been texting his father back and forth saying how sick he was and that he had called the doctor, which took a long time to come and injected him with Diazapam in his bumb. He worsened. He called me complaining he called the doctor again and no one was coming. I made the mistake of snapping at him asking what did he expect me to do from another country. I heard voices in the room speaking spanish and it startled him and he yelled mom someones here! He hung up on me. He had never hung up on me, ever! I called back no answer. Then I get this mysterious text from him saying “I’m leveling up now.” Did that mean he was feeling better?! I texted back immediately asking what he meant and what was going on, no replies. I called no answer, kept calling, no answer. That was the last time I heard from him as he died. The doctor’s report said they visited him and was given 3 injections with different medications, is that why he didn’t answer the first call after hanging up? Not sure but the timing on the doctor’s report doesn’t line up. Autopsy said he died from a severe heart attack and fluid in his lungs. He had no history of heart disease, and other than the food poisioning he was healthy. Doctor’s report also said he injected himself with the medications to avoid blame, which I know were false. I have no idea how he really died, did someone hurt him in that room or did he really have a heart attack, I’ll never know. I contacted global affairs, embassy’s, even the prime Minister’s office, you name it, I did it to try and open an investigation, I even contacted the press who suggested to me it might have been poisioning from the fake liquor at the resort. It eats me alive. I imagine all the ways he could have died constantly. They didnt release the body until after a month and the funeral director didnt want me to see but I had to. the smell was unbearable and his skin blackened and now I have PTSD. I have been in the physic hospital, taking electric shock treatments, multiple medications and it has been 2 years and am still having trouble day to day. I am severly struggling. I am better than I was but have such a long way to go. I could have lost my house, my job, been homeless, lost anyone else but my beautiful son?! No. I cant deal with it
Hello @sheri_kins,
I’m so sorry for the loss of your son. Thank you for sharing this with us. I’m just giving your thread a gentle, “bump” for you - hopefully someone will have some thoughts to share.
Take good care,
Alex
I a. So sorry for the loss of your son. It is dreadful going through this grief without all the unanswered questions you have. I’m sending you hugs and love from one bereaved mum to another. Lauren f41
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