I have belonged to a number of different online communities. Sometime after yesterday's story, I was in a chat room with a couple friends when another friend joined us. She had been experiencing pain down her left arm most of the day and was worried she might be having a heart attack.
"Go to Emergency!" we told her.
"I can't. My husband thinks I'm making it up and went to bed."
"I'm too scared."
"Well, call an ambulance!"
"No. My husband would get mad at the cost."
"Is there someone else you can call?"
"I could call my dad, though he's at work."
When she did, his phone was dead.
After we spent more time discussing her symptoms and how she was unable to get to Emergency, I finally told her that if she didn't find a way to ER soon, I would call 911 myself and send an ambulance to her door.
"I've called the police before on someone I was chatting with. I don't have a problem calling the ambulance for you.” No one’s dying on my watch, I added to myself.
I gave her some time to think about this as we continued to chat but the girl really needed to see a doctor and soon. Finally one of the other friends phoned the girl’s older sister in another state. After all, I didn’t have enough information to give 911 if I was to call for an ambulance—but the sister would. It took some persuading by Big Sister, by Grandma who was visiting Big Sister and the rest of us but finally she went.
I prayed through the night, whenever I was conscious, “Lord keep her safe! Protect her!”
When I checked my phone the next morning, before I even left my bed, I saw an e-mail from Big Sister. “She has pneumonia in both lungs plus asthma. They admitted her and then later released her to her husband’s care.”
Whew! Thank you God, that we were able to get her to the hospital in time!
Some details of the story have been changed to protect my friend’s identity.