Billy – What was the hardest part about coming home?

The hardest part honestly was he was here for six months because his injuries were so severe. My wife brought him home the day before Thanksgiving. We went to the Peabody for Thanksgiving dinner. Friday morning, I was leaving the house and he told me he was having some trouble. He’d been sick the night before and so, I ran back into the house on my way out, and he was already turning blue. So, we called 911, and I was trying to give him mouth-to-mouth and all that, and he was cold and blue. And I couldn’t get any air into his lungs even though my wife was trying to tell me what they were saying on the phone. And I could hear the ambulance coming, and I was able to get air into his lungs. I don’t know if you’ve ever done that, but you can actually feel the air going in there. And he kind of rolled his eyes and I said, “Talbot, just stay with me son. They’re almost here stay with me.” And so, they got there, he was still awake. I didn’t know how severe, I just knew he was cold and blue. And I told the guy, I said, “my couch, we had him on the couch.” I said, “look how much he was sweating on the couch.” And the man said, “no, he’s already urinated. Your son had died,” and that was tough. We thought he had pneumonia because he had a history of getting pneumonia. He had blood clots in both his lungs as it turned out. And so, they said they were able to take care of that in Memphis. And we thought everything was going to be a little bit calmer after six months here and being able to bring him home. And then that happened.