Back to the Hospital

I was only gone for an hour, just long enough for a haircut! Arrived home to find John sitting on the bottom step of the back stairs. The weedeater was on the ground in front of him. His head was in his hands. Of course I gave him hell! What were you thinking? #%++@ He was spent. Didn't think that he could make it up the stairs to the deck. I insisted. He struggled to get up and flopped onto a chair, almost passing out, pale and clammy. I grabbed the phone and dialed 911.

The response time was very fast. Paramedics discovered that his blood pressure was 60/40 and his pulse was almost non-existent. They worked quickly to hook up oxygen and a saline drip. Backup was requested to help with carrying him down the stairs. Another ambulance arrived and off he went to Emergency again!

This all took place around noon. Six hours later the Specialist arrived for a consult. He decided to remove all of the drugs that have the potential to slow John's heart. Maybe he is being over-medicated? He wants to attempt a finer balance with drugs. There is also the possibility of a pace maker. We like this guy!!

One thing about being in a small town is that you don't really need visitors because you know most of the staff. When they have a chance, they drop by for a chat and an update. They even keep tabs on the Canucks games and report back with scores as the games progress!

When I left last night, John's request was for a sausage & egg McMuffin with hash browns for breakfast! I was appalled but this morning I thought that if he really wanted it, I should accommodate. So I went through the drive-thru and then smuggled this embarassing breakfast into his curtained little room. To balance the menu, I brought along a banana!!