'The Singing Doctor' Croons to Newborns in the Delivery Room
singing to the babies I nannyed for was always one of my fave parts of the job. When I was working in the preschools we were always singing! So, this story made me very happy!
I was born in June, 1963 in Washington, D.C. My b/mother spent roughly the last 5 months of her pregnancy at the Florence Crittenton: "Home for Unwed Mothers" I was almost immediately adopted into a very abusive Baltimore home in 63.
In 1994, my common law marriage broke up while I was living in Melbourne,AUS. I fell homeless for the first time. I didn't break that cycle until 4/2013.
(For a true sense of context, I highly encourage you to start reading at the beginning; April 1, 2007!)
While homeless (or "housed" in extremely toxic and unsafe situations) I endured chronic hunger and even Dr. diagnosed starvation.
I've been a victim of countless felony crimes since 1983.
I've been partially disabled since 1994 and fully disabled since about 2002; after contracting lyme disease.
In April 2011 I was forced to flee 2,230 miles to evade my stalker of six years.
One of my dreams, is to donate my entire handwritten story to Hollywood.
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