Illness - Encephalitis

I Live Here? (Part 2)



As Chris began opening that door, I asked again, but this time just to myself, “I live here?”

That was the last sentence of my last post about the first time visiting my home while staying in the hospital. That illness called encephalitis affected my memory big time, keeping me from remembering anything about that sweet little apartment my husband, myself, and our two young daughters called home. (1*) Continue reading “I Live Here? (Part 2)”