Louisiana emails her friend in California again, to let her know that her elderly father is in the hospital, but he is going to be okay, much to her (and the family's) relief.
Weds., August 24, 2005, 11:55 a.m., C.D.T.~
Dear Kendra~
I am so sorry for having to run off like I did, but my elderly father suddenly got sick yesterday morning, and he needed an ambulance; but I am happy to say that even though he is now currently in the hospital, he is going to be okay. Daddy Armand suffered an asthma attack due to the high heat and humidity levels; it seems that since he's gotten older and has had so many problems with his heart, he just can't take the heat like he used to. I was so scared, especially when I first saw him sitting on the couch, gasping for air, his face all pale and lips all blue; but once the paramedics got oxygen on him, he seemed to be doing better. He was still plenty enough scared, and frankly, so were we.
I talked to his doctor last night, when he called, and he was the one who told me that daddy Armand had an asthma attack, which surprised me, as he never had any trouble with asthma in his life! Seems how strange that things like this pop up in a person's life, doesn't it?...ANYway, daddy's doctor said that he'd probably be in the hospital for several days (just so they could keep a good, close eye on him, judging from his past medical history), but he should end up being okay, which is a huge relief for ALL of us!
But poor maman: she seems so lost without her hubby; we are trying to keep her mind occupied by having her help with the cooking and helping out with the kids; and she is very relieved that her hubby is going to be okay. Still, there is nothing like the sight of a person (adult OR child) who is gasping for air or the sight of an ambulance sitting in your driveway, its lights going...or there have been times when we have been away, and we get back, only to see an ambulance sitting in the drive, and then you don't know WHAT to think, or what you are going to see upon entering the house! So I can understand poor maman's fears perfectly!
I am just glad that I can halp out the paramedics whenever they come here, and I am glad that I can help my family members whenever illness strikes them; it's still enough to make me panic (especially if they are having problems breathing or they are seizing or bleeding uncontrollably), and at times I don't know WHAT to think; but then my nursing instincts take over, and I am then usually able to help my stricken family member until they are loaded up onto the gurney and are then wheeled out to the ambulance.
Well, Kendra, since I wrote to you only yesterday, I just wanted to let you know what is up with my father. I still want you to pray for him, and I want to thank you for being so loving and supportive of my family and myself! You are a true friend, and I am blessed that God brought you into my life!
Take care, and God bless you all mightily!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your (relieved) friend in Tennessee, Louisiana Mayrah. :)
P.S.: Hmm...maybe it's ME who needs to have some oxygen! LOL
Love the way you capture both the reality and the surreality of having an emergency situation crop up in your own home, Karen. The mind and the stomach turn summersaults, don't they? I went through a bit of a bad patch when my children were babies of needing two ambulances and two fire engines within the space of less than two years... my neighbours were beginning to wonder what on earth was wrong with me! :)) To be medically trained must be such a blessing. This is a lovely snapshot of the co-dependency of close family life. A wonderful picture, despite the trauma in the face of human fragility. All's well that ends well, I hope. TY LOL Kate xx
I have written a chapter called I Am That, I Am in this inspirational compilation book by best-selling authors and wonderful people from all walks of life xox :-D (Its sister book is called Adventures In Manifesting - Success and Spirituality)
Weds., August 24, 2005, 11:55 a.m., C.D.T.~
