Medical bills really hurt. Especially when they detail costs of services. $372 for IV therapy. $1,073 for respiratory services. It goes on and on. My son is dead. They tried to start IVs and they intubated him, they did everything they could. In one way, I'm glad they tried and didn't just give up. On the other hand, it makes me so sad to think of my little boy being poked and prodded while he was already long gone.
I have to remind myself of truths during these moments, when I'm writing checks, draining our already-dwindled bank account, paying for care given to my little boy. I have to remind myself that during those moments, Eli was with the Lord. It was a glorious time for him. He wasn't in that body, feeling pain and fear. He was spending time with Jesus, with loved ones that have gone before him. He was already safe in His arms.
Thursday, August 22nd, 2013
Thursday, August 22nd, 2013

I think it's really cruel the way grieving parents have to keep paying the bills for interventions that ultimately proved futile; those monies should be written off, or paid by the public purse. I'm so sorry for the loss of your darling little boy.
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