You can read Part Eight here.
The day starts normally
On March 11, 2011 I had scheduled to go to the doctor for my monthly visit. It was a cool morning and I was out the door early. I had in my mind it might be a long day, seeing my doctor, counsellor, case worker, eye doctor, nebulizer and blood work. I was going with the morning rush hour and was packed onto the crowed train like a sardine. Since my strength was so much better than months ago, I didn't mind standing at all. I was doing