The clock struck 00:00 — and I’m thriving
After I left the hospital, my pulmonologist, Dr. Matthew Prout, put a 5-year clock in my head. It has reached 00:00. I survived. Here’s to life — yours and mine.
You are not alone
No parent is ready to lose a child. What the hell are you supposed to say? “Like” a social media post. “Love” another photo. “Thoughts and prayers” sounds hollow when I cannot fathom the pain.
OK, so here’s what happened …
I went here, tried this, wandered over there, tried that — basically, took a walkabout to see if I still believed in me.
You may be the racial divide
There are issues in these ironically-named United States — and we literally see the problem every day.
‘It was basically do or die’
Jan. 31, 2014, I left Northside Hospital with a new lease on life. Before I returned to work, I wrote a note that was never mailed it. This is my closure moment — the end of a life chapter that changed me forever.