Hello. My name is Barbara I am 65 years old and my son died 8 weeks ago after a horrendous 19 days in ICU after a motorcycle accident. He was47 and my baby. My daughter lives on Australia and Mark was my child in my side of the world who watched over me and loved me unconditionally and I'm lost in grief . I was also diagnosed with breast cancer this year and why it had to be my beautiful son who had to die and not me I cannot understand . Instead I had to sit by his bedside and watch him die a horrible sometimes painful death and my heart hurts so much. No one understands and I am getting more lonely and isolated every day and just wish every day would go quicker so I can sleep and forget my loss.