The countdown begins. In less than one month, I will be heading out in the old motor home. The goal is to reach Washington, D.C. after the election and meet with members of Congress about the problems people with hypoxic-anoxic brain injuries face in our broken medical society. The miles are long and I will travel most of them alone, although I will be stopping along the way to visit with friends and families who have traveled and many still are traveling this mysterious journey to recovery of a brain injury.
This journey is dedicated to a special young lady, my precious daughter, Brenna Deshawn Dowd. Mama told her I would take her story to the nation. This is the first step on the journey.
I would appreciate your prayers in the coming days as I prepare for the journey.
Follow me on my daughter's journey to recovery after a sudden medically unexplained hypoxic brain injury, her 16 months of recovery, and her sudden cardiac arrest that eventually took her life. This is about my beloved Brenna and a mother's reflections while she was ill and after her loss. God has sent me on a journey to use her story to help and educate others. The opinions on this blog are based on 6000 hours spent with My Brenna over a 16 month period.
Playing Dress Up
Brenna wearing Mama's hat.
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