Here we go … The medical examiner called today. While she has nothing to explain Owens death, she is investigating some things that would effect the other boys. My chest tightened. Ok. I keep telling myself “this is why we opted to do the autopsy”. We don’t expect to get an answer as to why he passed. Rather we have a responsibility to learn what we can in order to protect our boys or even other infants. We are keeping ourselves open to whatever “good” may come of this.
She wants to meet in person. How about tonight? Tonight? Should I be worried? It’s too late, I can’t lie. I’m worried. I don’t want to hear something bad. Will this mean more tests for the boys? Or for Doug and I? My head spins out of control … Did Doug and I make defective babies? Will we have to worry about this if one day we decide to have more kids? Are we in danger of something else terrible happening?
I can’t imagine that the medical examiner meets with a lot of people face to face … then again, I really have idea. There is something though that is more than we should be reading in a report or hearing straight from her.
5:30 tonight we’ll find out. Good or bad we’ll have the knowledge we opened ourselves up for. This is the reason why we opted to have the autopsy. Be strong Mel. You can do this…