February 17, 2008
I drove toward emergency yesterday, surpassing the parking lot after confusing it with a construction project. I was irritated at my mishap, turning around at a senior citizen courtyard and parking beside the plastic tarp and frame of a new addition to the department. It's been awhile since I was here, for various reasons but this day the reason was more than justified. I got out of my car and walked serenely toward the entrance, recalling the day I walked into emergency in Tampa during a panic attack. When the doors parted I saw my mom's sobs and hugged her.