32. Saying farewell..

9:50 p.m. & Wednesday, Jun. 14, 2006


I saw a woman have a seizure today. She fell hard on the cement right in front of me, and started shaking. After holding her down for a while she stopped, and became entirely motionless. She didn�t move for what seemed like minutes, but in reality was no more than 20 seconds. For a moment, I thought that she�d died. We all did. Evidently not.

She regained consciousness soon after the convulsion and tried to run. She was heavily dosed on drugs so she didn�t make it the first time. The second time she did. Stumbling a few steps before falling forward onto her stomach with her palms against the ground, as though she fell just so she could try to get back up, but instead she just lay there. She tried again after we helped her up, but this time screaming all the way like an insane person. We caught up with her, after she�d fallen again after only a step or two at most and held her in a chair on the middle of the pavement and waited for the paramedics to come. She kept screaming, and trying to get away. There was so much pain in her cry. So much agony printed all across her face. The ambulance came and strapped her in the bed. Then they rolled her away.

It was the second worst thing I�ve ever seen in my life. The first being, saying farewell to Blake in his coffin�


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