Actually, thinking back, I was not hysterical. I was afraid of my son and preserving myself first and not him. I was impulsive though and in my extreme anxiety I immediately did what my thoughts first told me to do.

Shortly after the event, my son gave me a copy of the book Frankenstein saying I treated him just like Frankenstein was treated. I would read the book and cry thinking there were parallels. I am not a very good or strong mom.