Our son, Noah said, “I’m here, mom, I’m here, daddy, I love you. I don’t care if I die, daddy, I love you.” Remember he said. A guy put his hand out, pulled me out of the debris. Guys were pouring water on me from vases with flowers. I was laying on a hot wire, and that’s what got me going. I was like a downed cow with a shock, and that got me breathing. I said, “Oh my God, you’re electrocuting me.” So they took me out and put me in a matatu, a little open truck, a matatu. I fell out twice on the street when the truck took off. This hand was all open with bones and tendons and then we got into the hospital.
