I don't have Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome. What a silly thing to have at this point in my life.
I have Traumatic Stress Syndrome because we can't seem to get to the "Post" part.
Jaxon, a lovely little child, died today. No one was surprised, no one is shocked. We are just sad. He was sick for a very long time and nothing worked. Some kids have that problem. He will be remembered for his smile.
IT STARTED OUT AS A BUMP BECAME 2.5 YEARS OF TREATMENT. SURPRISE RELAPSE AND NOW LONG TERM SIDE-EFFECTS. NO COMPLAINTS, JUST REPORTING.
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1 comment:
I hate it. Hate it, hate it, hate it! Praying for peace for Jaxon's parents.
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