by Kris Every time an emergency vehicle shot past that flat, fear shot through me. A week after the attack. I went to see my GP, I described my feelings of fear. I was told it was a natural response to the attack. It was labeled anxiety and panic attacks. Continue Reading
I’m Broken – Part 2
by Kris The day I was being released from hospital I was well enough to make a heartbreaking phone call to my Mom, telling her what I had been told that had happened. We were both dumbfounded. Later on that morning, armed with my booklet on concussion, I was accompanied Continue Reading