Last night at 1:30 am, my husband awakened me.
He couldn't walk. He didn't know his name. Couldn't get his breath.
I called 911 and the ambulance was at my door in five minutes.
Here's the important part:
Lately, I've been feeling like there was going to be an emergency.
The end of the world ... Financial diasaster.
I didn't know. I just wanted to be ready to leave in a big hurry.
Our "to go" bags were right there ready for me to pick up.
I had his glasses, a list of his meds, a change of clothes, medical cards, cash --
I had my medications in my bag and paper and pen to write down
stuff -everything I need.
I don't go out much so this was good. I am unworldly because of Pain.
So ... Ladies and Gentlemen: Be prepared. Do it today.
His Dx is inhalation pneumonia ... or inspiration pneumonia. (Not sure)
He also had a bladder infection and a temp of 104.
I don't know when he'll be home.
I 'm not sure if his brain had damage. I pray not.
I'm so discombobulated - never can find things...
BUT LAST NIGHT I WAS READY IT WAS MY MIRACLE
I sat for hours in extreme pain, fear, and cold. It can be done.