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My grandson Cameron is not alright. At the time of the accident, he was taken to Barrie Victoria Hospital . He was seen in the trauma ward by three doctors. Oral Surgery was indicated and a surgeon was called to the hospital but that didn't happen .Bleeding profusely with no time to lose, Cameron was sent from the hospital to the surgeon's clinic.

Indications are Ontario Hospital Insurance will not be cover the surgery because it was not performed in the hospital.

As well as losing six teeth from his upper jaw and his jaw bone shattered,three teeth in his lower jaw were broken in half leaving nerves exposed. Root canal work was done to-day on the bottom teeth. He was handed a bill for $1,7oo.

He is twenty-three years old. Successfully graduated from college with a job , massive student loans and horrendous damage to his face. He has been on a regimen of pain killers since it happened. To-day he tried to manage without but lasted only a few hours.

A reader asked what I meant when I said I can't live someone else's life.

I can only speak as a mother and a grandmother. The instinct doesn't fade. It means needing and wanting to do whatever it takes to keep them from harm. It means your heart's yearning to hold them tight and keep them safe while your head tells you, if you really love them, you have to let them go.

It means coming to terms with the reality you can't live their lives or protect them from life .

It's not an option.

But it's not easy.