Getting old isn’t for sissies…or snowflakes

I have been watching the EMT’s come here for three years and finally it was my turn.

….its funny (kinda) that after all the years living in my remote cabin it is in the middle of civilization that I find myself needing help, and trust me it truly was not a good experience. Going to bed after a week or more of pain free life one did not expect to waken to a body that was weak and at times felt like I would collapse. Then add to that the off the chart pain in my hips, back and shoulders and you have the makings of a somewhat new experience for me.

I say somewhat because way back when I was doing the finishing work on Roses cabin apparently my brain decided to shut down for a bit and I left the door to the porch open where the generator was running. I think you get the picture… first my legs felt like rubber and I was down on my knees as I crawled over the the WW11 German field phones we had set up. Rose was down as if almost by teleportation and got me out into the fresh air I still could not talk coherently but she figured it out that the generator was the cause. She drove me over to the Aleska pipeline pump station, which has a full time medic on duty and he put me on oxygen and within an hour or so I was back in shape.

Yesterday however I fought my pain and breathing problem for a couple hours but it just worsened and I called my son to come over. I figured he could take me to the local commercial ER if it continued to worsen. But like a concerned son he called ahead to 911 and the EMT’s beat him to my apartment. Long story kinda short, they got me to a hospital ER and found my normal heart problems were not the cause and I left almost cured because….. during the night my massive headaches came back. But personal diagnosis came to the conclusion nothing more than a sinus headache caused by an infection.

Moral of this story is
you never know
when you may wake up
and it could be
your
last day
on life’s road