I knew if I didn’t, I would not make it. I did not know where Noah was, I didn’t know where Julie was or Pat. When they brought me into the hospital, the attendants that were to take me were afraid to touch me. I can remember very distinctly that whoever was holding me said, “It’s all right, she can’t hurt you, she can’t hurt you.” Because I was a burn victim, I must have looked horrible. And black. They took me into the emergency room and I was laid, they ask everybody your name, your age, what country are you from, and they give you… You’re thirsty, but they can’t give you water, so they give you cloth to suck, a wash cloth I guess, that’s wet that you can suck that. Then I was aware of Pat because he said he was here, honey.
