An Emptiness Like No Other
She Is In Heaven
My heart aches.
I write this hub with a very heavy heart and tears have flowed and flowed.
On Tuesday, November 23rd, 2010 my wife of almost 30 years died. I was there when it all happened and her death will probably haunt me the rest of my life. The nurse who asked if Jonda was my Mom still irks me. She is my wife, my beautiful loving wife who became one with me on a cold winter day in 1981.
Jonda had health problems and has faced many battles, but I do believe she should not have died that night. Maybe a lawyer will be able to tell me soon.
A friend of mine helped me that night. The hospital, Barnes/Jewish in St Peters, Missouri, told us that night they didn't have a morgue to keep a body and needed her removed quickly. Just what I needed after I watched what seemed as pure incompetence let my wife's life slip away.
I had a funeral home pick her up, but the next day I realized that Jonda's funeral should be back in Lebanon, Missouri. Well now I have a $2800 bill from a funeral home I didn't even really need. If I wouldn't have been hurried by hospital people, I wouldn't have that bill.
Fact is: the person at that hospital lied to us. They do have a morgue and it could have waited a few more hours.
The hospital really made no attempt to help me, a distraught husband, that night. They allowed me to leave and drive home after watching my wife die.
She had went in with fluid around 1 lung but got a staph infection from the hospital. After seeing the way some things are done there, no wonder someone could get staph.
My questions have become more and more as I wonder why the hospital wanted my wife's body gone so quick.
Well, yesterday we buried Jonda's remains. I am now a member of the poorhouse and I don't know if I will ever come out of it or the depression of losing my life's partner. I wanted a decent burial and funeral for her.
We played 2 songs at my love's funeral. Both are below.
Honey, I know you read every hub I wrote and I know you will read this one too. I love you, I miss you; how will I go on without you? I hope I see you soon.
Song From Our Wedding
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