Mother became daughter’s hero
For all the wrongs in the world once in a while a right is done.
Mom had to rescue me at Wal-Mart. I ran out of oxygen. Had to abandon the shopping cart with the door greeter. When this oxygen stops, I am physically drained of oxygen from my body. It is like someone squeezing the life out of me. I have to talk myself to breathe until more oxygen is available.
I made it back to the Ford in the Disabled Parking area. I sat down. I was going to drive to the pharmacy and get my tank filled there. I couldn’t even do that.
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