I had left for work at six thirty this morning, yet for some reason I could not bring myself to leave this evening. Finally, just after 7pm, I left the Spa and headed home. I drove slowly along Helen Suzman Blvd. alone with my thoughts, until flashing blue lights up ahead caught my attention. I prepared for a roadblock, but found instead a man lying partially in the road, surrounded by police and a gentleman kneeling at his side. I tried to drive on... but could not... As I ran toward them, I noticed that the man on the ground was seizuring. I knelt next to him as the seizures stopped. The kneeling man was a doctor who told me that the patient suffered from Epilepsy and had not taken his medication. He struggled to speak at first, but then he determinedly corrected the doctor saying that he had undergone brain surgery and was not taking his anti seizure meds as he needed to work. The doctor smiled. I sat down next to John (cant remember how I knew his name) and told him how unwise it was not to take his medication. He said it made him drowsy and that it interfered with his work. He turned to me as a tear escaped and ran down his cheek and said: I dont want to die here in the middle of the road... I want to live... I assured him he would, but that he would have to take his medication... He continued: One day I want to walk up the mountain, find a quiet spot and then simply slip away... I dont want to die being a burden.. I touched him gently and said that he was anything but... The elderly man just sighed... He Blessed us both and thanked us for staying with him. The ambulance arrived... The doctor handed over and walked off... He was barely out of sight when John had three major seizures... and stopped breathing... I screamed at the paramedic as I unzipped his sweater. He commenced compressions as I shouted for a resusc bag... The ambulance assistant pointed in the direction of the ambulance as she assembled the stretcher... I ran and helped myself... John seizured continuously, and stopped breathing yet again... his eyes staring blankly at the sky... then when I thought it was over... he breathed again... He was loaded into the ambulance and they sped off... I cried all the way home...(loser paramedic I would be)... I called the hospital, expecting to hear the worst... but heres the good part... He is stable... Big Yay! Tomorrow we will spend the day at the Red Cross Hospital with Adam as it is time for his bi-annual check up. Perhaps after, I will sneak away and check up on my stubborn old friend at Somerset Hospital. There truly are no coincidences in Life... Each day unfolds as it should... In all respects, this was a pretty Awesome day... Life is beautiful... and so worth living...xxx
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 19:05:03 +0000
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