Members Lara8 Posted February 14, 2011 Members Report Share Posted February 14, 2011 My son had turned 29 January 25th. Three days later he was in a car accident and died February 1st. I am devastated. My husband & I have lost our best friend. Jesse was my only child and our only son. We were all very close and Jesse had just moved back in with us a week before his accident. He & I had the funnest week, hanging out and laughing, making plans about his artwork and his music. I did get to speak with him before his initial xrays & scans at our local hospital. The doctors induced a coma due to a brain injury they found and airlifted him to a hospital with a neurosurgeon. Every day, the news got a little worse about his condition, and he never woke up. He looked perfect, like he was sleeping, but we were told he "wasn't in there." His brain stem was torn and many parts of his brain were burned out. He began having siezures, so we opted for comfort care and he passed a few hours later surrounded by his friends and his older sisters, with a friend playing acoustic guitar. My husband & I had left the hospital 1/2 before, exhausted and sad. Jesse went so peacefully and loved. We think he waited for us to leave the hospital. His sister said he exhaled and just never took another breath.Jesse was a musician and played guitar in a rock/metal band, Dryseason. He also played drums for fun. We knew he had a lot of friends, but when he died, it blew us away. It seemed like everyone who had ever met him, some only a couple of times, turned out to support him while he was in a coma and after he passed. The communities of two towns have been holding benefits and concerts, barbeques and even a car wash to help the family with expenses. This is still going on and we are still having a hard time believing our son is gone. This gift of love from these friends has made this fricking nightmare a little bearable. Sometimes I get the waves of pain and sadness, anger, peaceful and happy, and I am trying to feel them all. What makes me sad, is Jesse would have given me the world if he could, and it feels as if he died to show me how mass love feels. Well, it's overwhelming. I know I am so blessed to have the support, but I just miss him so much and want him to come home. My head knows everything I am feeling is pure grief but my heart will sure be a long time catching up to my head. I know it will get better, but does the unreal part ever go away? It just seems like something happened that shouldn't have, like it was a mistake. I guess that is some sort of defense mechanism denial kicking in, but well, I think everyone here knows what I am trying to say. I feel like a light bulb has burned out and I can't find the socket to change it. Thanks for being here!! Jesse's Mom, Lara8 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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