Thursday, May 19, 2011
T.I.R.R, Our new home
Day 88- Leaving Select! Yes, I will miss some people that were here, like the respiratory therapists and some of the nurses, but this place almost killed Dennis and I couldn’t wait to get out of here. I had to say goodbye to my daughter. I felt like we had abandoned her for these last months and now we were going to be so far away. My mom had said goodbye the night before, she couldn’t bear to watch us leave. We were now going someplace that we wouldn’t have visitors popping in on us anymore, we were alone. The thought of living in Houston petrified me, but you dig deep and knowing that God was right beside me somehow helps you manage to plow through. The plane ride was scary, very scary. It was a 6 passenger plane with no co-pilot. But nothing was scarier than walking into T.I.R.R. in the medical district of Houston, Texas. We met Dr. Donovan the head of the spinal unit and then went to the room. It was too sterile and very old. I kept thinking that it needed a rug. I just wanted my mom and my dogs and I wanted my daughter. But most of all I wanted my husband, my soul mate, my best friend, to wake up and tell me everything was going to be OK. Unfortunately, you don’t always get what you want but, but somehow God gives you the strength to go on.