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Aug.05.2012 The Trauma Unit KidThree stayed in the Nursing Trauma Unit (NTU) until a day or two before her sixteenth birthday. She couldn't be transferred to Shriners until she'd recovered enough from her internal injuries and the surgical repairs, so it took a while. The food at the hospital was as bad as could...	Aug.02.2012 Recovery, of a Sort KidThree spent six weeks at the major trauma center, recovering from her internal injuries and learning how to get from her bed to a wheelchair and back again. Her internal injuries were considerable: her spleen was ruptured, and so removed in surgery; her stomach was ruptured and surgically...
Oct.21.2011 They Cry, But Are Not Heard The voices are there, but they are only a sound that echoes into the sounds of other things going on. The message is lost because there is nobody to hear the content. How many young people have cried out for help, and not a single person heard them...	Oct.10.2011 That Dry Feeling on the Highway to Hell I wouldn't have thought that a fizzy drink that is supposed to make my muscles strong and work better could affect my sinuses, but it does. Or rather, the lack of the fizzy drink has affected my sinuses. The back of my throat has that dry feel that presages a bout of sinus infection, or possibly a...
Aug.26.2011 View from the Bottom of a Pit I remember being drunk and suicidal. It is like crouching in the bottom of an old, dry well, a deep one, maybe a mile down. You don’t know how you came to this old abandoned farmstead anyway, you didn’t see the covered pit, and now you are trapped and wounded and thirsty and no one has a rope long...	Apr.22.2011 Restoring Hope: A Wolfer Rescue Story Ishta is a wolf-hybred who came to a breed specific rescue facility where my daughters and I volunteer. Sadly, after witnessing the shooting death of her littermate, and experiencing the same threat to her own life, Ishta was highly fearful of humans. Since wolves and northern breeds...
Oct.07.2009 Rescuing Women from the pasts that own them On Friday, September 25, I spent the afternoon in prison – and it really made me rethink the lucky breaks I’ve had in life, and others who were not so lucky. And one thing we just about all have in common is….children. That Friday afternoon, I made the hour drive out to Lockhart State Prison, with...