Never did I think in my life time I would be posting this type of post. I’m physically, mentally and emotionally broken. My son Nathaniel went in to the hospital for a simple procedure on December 17, 2020. Unfortunately everything went wrong from the Drs, pharmacy negligence and the hospitals. From day 3 in the hospital he was battling for life. As a mother, I was battling the hospital and my sons life. I refused to leave my son, didn’t care about rules of over night stay… I had no more faith in them. Days became weeks. Weeks became months. I didn’t work, couldn’t function as a human being to others. All I had in me was enough strength and fight for my baby boy. After 3 brain surgeries, 1 stomach surgery, dialysis, meningitis, failing organs and a massive heart attack unfortunately my son had passed away. He is in Heaven now doing all the things he could never do. I miss him so very much. Times I find myself all day at the cemetery just laying next to him, forgetting the time as the day passes. Everyone says “ in time it gets easier “ I can’t explain how much I hate that phrase. Yes I’m bitter, angry, sad, want to give up. Then I remember my other children I’m so so blessed to have to keep me going. As the medical bills started coming in and every day bills, rent etc and not working I found my self going down a rabbit hole. Paying what was necessary to survive and to keep me with my son was my priority. I’m asking the help of my friends and family for what’s to come with the funeral expenses, medical bills, rent and and breather for me to be able mourn the death of my son with the go fun me link below. Any help is help. No such thing as to little. I understand we all are going through tough times right now with the economy. I pray for us all in Jesus name Amen.