THE JOY RIDE

MARCH 19 & 20, MONDAY & TUESDAY, 2012

I was upstairs, on the bed getting ready, when the ambulance came on the front lawn. [how much can one get ready for an ambulance??] The EMT’s had to bring me down the stairs with a chair-stretcher. I must have felt really bad to have an ambulance called. [I was 40, 5’5”, 104lbs , being ill I was 90lbs.] WOW, the cancer kicked my …… tooshie. The chair-stretcher became a flat stretcher-COOL. [I was impressed] Into the ambulance and to the hospital I went. On the way there the EMT’s asked me many questions, of coarse. Also asked me if I wanted oxygen. I thought I was  breathing okay but I said “Sure“. [I didn’t know what was happening to me.] As soon as it was on and I began breathing oxygen, I didn’t like it. I pushed it off and said “No, I don’t like it and don’t need it“.
My Mom driving right behind, I don’t remember if my Dad was with her and met us later. [I would venture to say he met us later]. My Mother and I waited in the ER. It was the weekend, loooooong wait on a gernie, in a room.