Close call
One morning Friday in May at around 5:30 am, I woke up by a chipping noise from the smoke detector. I decided to ignore it but G didn’t. He was frustrated by the noise. Got up, half asleep, without thinking, climbed on a chair to reach for the detector not remembering the chair is on wheels. I heard him making all sort of noise and got up to see. Just as I went in the room, I saw the most frighten scene in my whole life. I saw the chair went one way and G was falling the other way straight onto the tile floor. The sound was terrifying. That fall hit his head and his back. I stood there in shock and didn’t know what to think. G cried out loud, held his head and a few minutes later he turned himself side way and that’s when I realized he didn’t break his back. I tried to comfort him and thank God that G is fine at that point. I told G not to go to work so we can monitor the situation if it got worse. He wanted to go back to sleep and I helped him to the bed. Later on, I phoned my friend who is a nurse about the incident. She told me that I shouldn’t let him go back to sleep just in case he fracture the skull. If it was the case, once he fell asleep, he’ll never wake up. I rushed upstairs and I saw him turning his side, I realize he is fine but I kept checking him every 15 minutes. At noon, G complained that he is sore all over and that’s when I suggested he should search professional help. Our doctor doesn’t work on Friday, so I look up in the yellow pages to look for a physio therapist, got an appointment right away. The next week we went to see the doctor, had the x-ray done in the hospital and that’s when we found out that G has the lumber disease. Now, I look back all the things that I done wrong that day. 1) I should get up and closed the door knowing it would wake him up. 2) I should take him to emergency right away to have the x-ray done instead of let him go to bed. 3) I should phone and leave a message to the doctor so she can check him out asap instead of wait for an available appointment. How stupid I was and I’m an emergency worker! If something bad happen to my husband that day, I’ll never forgive myself. I have to remember to remain calm since we both are old now. I notice that we both don’t think and make good decision any more!? G used to calculate and analysis very fast in his head. I, on the other hand have always depend on him to look after me, but I think this is going to change. I have to look after him and myself! May God help us!