Tora
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first heard Jan 2025
last heard Jan 2025
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He walked with a very slight limp and kept that leg pretty stiff. But he always kept a sock on that foot. And I just figured he wanted to protect it. He had a couple of different doctors who were working on maybe a better prosthetic. because he ended up injuring his knee on that same leg, and we thought maybe he needed a little bit more support from that prosthetic.
He was an incredible father. He was so attentive and so loving and so affectionate and just lit up when it came time to go get the boy out of bed or read the boy his bedtime story. We called him the boy. I'm going to call him the boy because I'm not going to say his name.
The boy and I were just absolutely connected at the hip from day one. When it was time for him to start eating solids, I was the one who decided how that should go because I have 20 years of childcare experience and this is his first child. He and I would just light up to be around each other.
He's a retired veteran, so he gets some money, but, you know, life is expensive, so... We were always a little bit stressed on money. He really liked being a provider and making sure that the baby had everything he needed. But that usually meant that there was no food in the refrigerator for adults.
So I started doing things like pitching in on groceries, and I took over the Wi-Fi and the trash bills.
Oh gosh, it was just never ending. We needed a new roof, but we didn't have any money. We needed to pay off $5,000 in credit cards in order to get a refinance on the mortgage so we didn't lose the house.
One of the things that they thought might be going on when he was in the ER was that he was having some kind of an infection from his amputation.
He said that they ended up accusing him of being pain med seeking. And he said that was racist. That was because he was brown. He literally ripped the IV out of his arm and stormed out of the hospital. And I kind of yelled at him all the way home. I'm like, what were you thinking? You obviously need help. Something is going on. He had a very high fever. He was in a lot of pain.
I could see that he was miserable. It had been a long, awful day sitting in the ER getting tests done on him and all of them coming back negative.
This whole time I'm icing his back. I'm getting the ice packs for his knee. He had special equipment for icing his shoulder. I'm driving him around to doctor's appointments because he's in too much pain to drive. I can see the pain on his face. I can see him changing and drawing into this pain in his life of being in chronic pain.
He stopped going to the gym and then he stopped working out in the garage. And then he stopped moving eventually. He just sat around all day. And the house stopped getting cleaned. And this is all because he's in excruciating pain and he's miserable.
He mentioned, have you ever heard of Stolen Valor? And he pulled up YouTube. And we spent, I would say, probably an hour watching YouTube videos of people being exposed for stolen valor.
And so there's lots of videos on YouTube of people going up to a person wearing a uniform in, say, a mall and saying, your bars are on the wrong side of your collar. Your patch is upside down. You are not supposed to be in this uniform. You know, shaming them for this act of stolen valor. And this was something that he was very amused by, that these people are getting caught and shamed publicly.
He loved it. He thought it was so entertaining.
So as he withdraws into this chronic pain, I'm pushing harder and harder to to make sure that bills are paid, to make sure that the house is taken care of, make sure the baby has everything he needs, make sure the baby got to go to the park today and play outside. I just started picking up more and more of the slack as he withdrew into being miserable.
It was awful to watch the person that you're so in love with falling apart in front of me.
He was taking oxycodone, I believe, Percocet. Anyway, he was taking one of those and he was supposed to take like one a day. He was taking like
One night, before he came to bed... I said, what's that? And he said, oh, it's fentanyl. It's great. I'm not in any pain. It's amazing. And I said, but you took your meds today? He said, yeah. And I said, isn't that how people overdose? I'm not an idiot. It's fine. I'm going to bed. Good night. I've had a bad day. We're not going to have a fight about this.
I was so uncomfortable and I just sat there staring at his back, wanting to rip them off, but trusting him at the same time.
So I grabbed my phone and I called 911 hysterical, said, my husband's not breathing.
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