In the dusty outskirts of Seminole, Texas - just past the cotton fields and under the relentless spring sun - Peter Hildebrand stands outside a gas station, his eyes rimmed red and voice cracking.
There was a similar case here in Alberta several years ago. Kid got bacterial meningitis and his parents tried to treat it with chili oil and maple syrup. Poor kid reached the point where he couldn’t sit because his back muscles were seized, so Mom threw a mattress in the back of the car for him to lay on to visit the naturopath. Nurse friend of theirs alerted them to the possibility of meningitis and told them to take him to a doctor, but instead they went home and did nothing for several more days… kid eventually stopped breathing, and they only called 911 after he started turning blue. They lived in bumfuck nowhere, so it took fifteen or twenty minutes to meet the ambulance in the middle.
Rather than accept even a shred of responsibility, they blamed the ambulance for not being adequately equipped to resuscitate their child.
There was a similar case here in Alberta several years ago. Kid got bacterial meningitis and his parents tried to treat it with chili oil and maple syrup. Poor kid reached the point where he couldn’t sit because his back muscles were seized, so Mom threw a mattress in the back of the car for him to lay on to visit the naturopath. Nurse friend of theirs alerted them to the possibility of meningitis and told them to take him to a doctor, but instead they went home and did nothing for several more days… kid eventually stopped breathing, and they only called 911 after he started turning blue. They lived in bumfuck nowhere, so it took fifteen or twenty minutes to meet the ambulance in the middle.
Rather than accept even a shred of responsibility, they blamed the ambulance for not being adequately equipped to resuscitate their child.