A breakdown next door
Posted: August 30, 2009 at 4:23 a.m.
Aweek ago, my husband and I spent the day knocking on doors and apologizing to our neighbors. The night before, I had called 911 for an ambulance to transport our schizophrenic son to the hospital. Again. He didn't want to go. Again.
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Editorial, Pages 80 on 08/30/2009
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