On July 5, 2013 I became an innocent victim of a drive-by shooting in Brooklyn. I survived (am surviving).
I’m so happy to be alive. And I’m so happy to have a body that heals. But this is what happens when guns get into the hands of lunatics who can’t aim. Look at it. Deal with it.
And if you have the means, please consider donating to my family fund:
157 days since the shooting.
156 days since the shooting. This week will be good and busy. I look forward to sleep some time.
155 days since the shooting. Today was pleasantly filled with friends and my belly filled with food.
154 days since the shooting. A long work Saturday ahead.
153 days since the shooting. I think rainy days like these are better for my scars. The moisture maybe.
152 days since the shooting. It’s a nice rainy day out. This week has been crazy with work. I had to cancel physical therapy because of it. I have a long day ahead of me but I’m confident I’ll be all right.
151 days since the shooting. I took this in the morning, but was so busy I couldn’t post it until now. I admit it’s my own fault. I ended up watching the Xmas tree lighting at Rockefeller center and lost track of time.
150 days since the shooting. Headed straight home after work because of headache and pain near the bullet wound. But Netflix binging is helping.
149 days since the shooting. I stayed in and wrote all day, almost missing a couple of meals. It was worth it for the satisfaction of ticking a check mark on my to do list, but I have to take it easier. I suddenly feel pain again unfortunately.
148 days since the shooting. My thoughts go out to the people hurt by the metro north derailment. I hope they have a full recovery. My condolences to the families of those who died.