I just realized it'll be a year ago in 3 days I entered the ICU (result of injuries from son) and nearly didn't make it then. As I was going through documents and boxes came across something I long forgotten I had. The clothes they cut off of me, (ex's company shirt), questions for my doctor, and my welcome to intensive care packet. See, I drove home from MI last March after my son did what he did in Detroit, I started becoming delusional, ultimately I had nearly a 106 fever. I don't know how I made it to Orlando or how I ended up there I didn't live there. They couldn't convince me I wasn't in Detroit, I had heard a plane crash and I wanted my mom and ava. This pic is I think Caitlyn or one of the caring kids took to send to dadda to see what to do but it's how I was last found. Journey 1 of 3 for 2016. No more please.
Originally posted on Facebook on March 7, 2017.
