I cannot tell you how sorry I am. Terrible. I was lucky the surgeon was extraordinarily competent. The hospital/home care agency is trying very hard to increase their standing so they didn't want complaints. Very competitive where I live--saturated with healthcare facilities. Still, it was all a matter of luck and vigilance. I stayed with him every night at the hospital. I had a chair, at least. I went through it with my mother and had to threaten a lawsuit to get her out of the hospital (1985). There was no hospice back then, so we made one at home. Scary, but it's what she wanted.

I hope I just fall over and die when the time comes. Nobody wants to be sick.

Again, I am so very, very sorry about your son. Terrible tragedy.