Friday, March 12, 2004

Carmen came down to Lexington today for Carrie’s appointment at Shriner’s Hospital. Afterwards, she brought Carrie to our house to spend the night. She said her appointment was at 10AM. She called my cell phone at about 1:30PM. I had been at Dr. Conklin’s office for an eye appointment. When I got home, Carmen and Carrie were sitting in the front porch swing.

Late in the evening Carmen and I were talking. I was looking up some information about cerebral palsy, specifically spastic diplasia. I couldn’t really find anything. I asked Carmen if she knew exactly how to spell it, but she didn’t. I was thinking diplasia should be dysplasia. In any case, I couldn’t find much information at all about that condition. I’m suspicious about it. Is Carmen mistaken or is she lying altogether?

The conversation turned ugly at some point. She began to tell me all about her last few days with Stewart. She claimed that he tried to kill her by crushing up his medicine (Depakote and Trazedone) and putting it in her food. She said that he did something to cause her to hemorrhage and then left her. She says that she had to dial 911 to get help. When she was stable enough is when she went back to Ohio. I remember that she and Stewart had a fight. He left to go stay with mom. When he went back the next day, Carmen was gone and didn’t leave a note. It was almost a month before Stewart found out where she was.

She went on to say that because of what Stewart did she (Carmen) lost one kidney and most of her liver was damaged. Then she said, “Why do you think I made such a big deal about you being Carrie’s godfather? I wasn’t trying to be morbid. I may not be around very long.”

We started talking about the night she gave birth. She had told me once before that she was giving out Halloween candy when her water broke and that the little girl on her doorstep turned to her mother and said, “Mommy, that woman peed on herself.” Tonight, she said that she was home all alone and went to bed at about 11PM. Her water broke after being in bed for about an hour. I was a little surprised by the change in the story and didn’t feel comfortable confronting her about the discrepancy.

Kent was in Washington DC, so it was just her and me. Stewart came up for a couple hours.

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