i left off yesterday as i was making my way to the city impound.
the PITTSBURGH city impound that is.
please refer to my blog post from yesterday if this is confusing :).
oh wait, i wasn't on my way to the impound yet.
so, as the story leaves off, our jeep is on the tow truck.
and, people are MEAN ...i know that sounds funny, but i think it's even easier to be nice to people, than mean.
i was shooting this beautiful girl, emma, in downtown pittsburgh...bigelow boulevard.
i saw the tow truck reel the jeep onto the back...pleaded with the officer and tow truck driver...
but before all of that...
we were here.
allegheny general shock trauma unit, waiting room.
just about 3 weeks ago, my sister, brother in law and i were waiting.... here-
sleeping for the night on the floor of the shock trauma floor waiting room at allegheny general.
our sister in law, loryn, has been here since september 17th.
she is fighting for her life.
my sisters, shannon, sherri and i, are TIGHT.
we are very different than our brothers.
that said, the love all 5 of us have for each other, is unexplainable, immeasurable.
for many reasons, this is the first time we have all been together since the death of our dad, in 2006.
blessings in tears.
my trip to shoot emma, began with visiting loryn and my brother ryan. loryn is still in the shock trauma unit, and is still fighting.
it was a tough morning.
seeing people i love in pain, just rips me apart.
but ry and i shared a gyro, a few laughs, and special moments together.
then, i was off to my shoot.
thenAGAIN, fast forward, i was at the city impound.
i had to call my brother ryan, who traveled 20 minutes to get to me, in the midst of loryn's issues, pick me up, and took me HERE.
the ALCATRAZ of pittsburgh.
i had pleaded with the tow people the police...how do i get to the impound??? can i take a bus? how do i get there? and they told me they couldn't talk to me until they had finished.
so 45 minutes later, (or maybe it was 3 years :)),they handed me a card with the address to get the impound/alcatrtaz.
ryan was my hero..him and the gps, that he brilliantly was ahead of...because you KNOW (and if you don't, you do now), a GPS in downtown Pitt will just about make you lose your mind....and the GPS out the window.
we wound up here.
a slip handed to the driver, and i was off via golf cart to my claimed vehicle.
it was seriously a "miles long" junkyard.
slammed, crushed cars everywhere...and i was searching...
i would not...could not cry.
this place was hell.
i told ryan i was ok - a big girl. i was fine, they found the car..."go."
and then, i was there almost another hour.
this moment - i was scared out of my mind.
the impound is in nowhere...right in the middle of pitt.
on the top of hill with nothing else.
except crazy, and maybe high people...yes, high or ON something.
the INSIDE is TINY...no more room in there for more than 4 people at most.
so, i kept having to exit to the outside with the "ones" i didn't trust.
this woman, took off her boot and started trimming her TOENAILS.
i kid you not.
they were dog trimmers or pliers....it lasted WAY too long....blah.
so by the time i was "released", it was near 6pm.
i got stuck in traffic.
i waited about- you know....10 hours to pee and eat.
i got home right before 10 last night.
scared- sick- and tons more.
we are fighting for a life in this.
we are hanging on for hope, here.
and yesterday - with all it's yuck and tons of diversions, somehow, heightened the fight.
they say, lorn is getting better every day. she has a trach now, and is becoming more and more coherent.
my brother ryan, is worn out, but so positive, and such a great, strong husband for her.
i am so so proud of him. his attitude alone has played a HUGE part in her fighting through this.
our family is grateful for every card, thought, prayer and encouragement.
in light of the yuck people i dealt with yesterday, we have witnessed the goodness and graciousness of so many others through this ordeal.
this is what it is about-
and - i'm "reallydislikingpittsbrughrightnow."