But that night, lying there with an IV in my arm and medication dulling the edges of everything, I heard exactly how they saw me.
The night I ended up at St. Vincent Medical Center, the first thing I remember was the harsh fluorescent light above me and the deep, sharp pain stretching from my hip to my ribs. The second thing I remember was my son, Brian, standing at the foot of my hospital bed with his wife, Melissa, … Read more