Wednesday, September 11, 2013

still mad

Sometimes, surprisingly, even though you feel it every hour of every day grief can rise up stronger, faster and far more furious, throw you to the ground and stomp on you mercilessly. Unforgiving. I too am unforgiving. I have a rage that roars within me towards those who failed us, those who should have done better. I share in the guilt for knowing better and not responding as I should have. I have resentment in a system who's hierarchy and promotion of doctors to a position of such reverence that other healthcare professionals fail to communicate with for fear of reprisal if they call too soon puts patients in danger to such a degree that death can occur.
Grief is stupid

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