Chapter 11 - The old hospital sample
Police asked the hospital whether any blood or urine from my earlier illness remained available.
Not much.
But a stored specimen existed because abnormal electrolytes had prompted additional testing.
New toxicology was limited.
No definitive match.
A trace finding was considered potentially consistent with the same general compound class, but the toxicologist warned it could not establish source or timing confidently.
The prosecution did not build its case on that result.
Good.
People online later said:
“She had been poisoning him for months.”
Not proven.
Vanessa denied the first incident entirely.
Could she have caused it?
Yes.
Could bad restaurant food have?
Yes.
No reliable answer.
I had to live with uncertainty.
That became harder than anger.
I wanted pattern.
Two glasses.
One woman.
One explanation.
Reality refused.
The gala glass was strong evidence.
The older illness remained:
Unknown.
My therapist eventually told me:
“You keep revisiting it because uncertainty feels unsafe.”
Of course.
“It is unsafe.”
“No. It feels unresolved.”
May you like
Same thing?
Apparently not.
