Off to New York City

Back in May, I brought Isabella into work with me to New York City. She loved taking the train in and loved staring out the window of my office to count all the yellow taxis. While she was in her delirious state on Monday night, she said to me in a slurred sentence, "I want to go to New York City with you".

Ironically, Isabella would get her wish. Julianne rode down with Isabella in the ambulance from Bridgeport to NYU. The EMTs brought medicine along just in case she seized. They wouldn't be riding with the lights on, but would do so if necessary, and would also stop at a hospital along the way if they had to. Aside from some more vomiting, Julianne and Isabella got to NYU at 4:30.