Skip to main content

No One Died on This Watch Either

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."

"Drive yourself!"

"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."

"Call him!"

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.

"You wouldn't!"

"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.

Comments

Patricia said…
You really do need to work a crisis line!
LOL! There are days when I'M the one in need of a crisis line!
Harmony said…
Wow! I can't believe they released her in the care of her husband who was saying she was making it up! But he was likely chomping at the financial bit counting the hours she was there. Thankful that you were able to help her problem solve her way to treatment and that you were there to facilitate her diagnosis and recovery through prayer...

Good Work Debbie!
Harmony! Nice to see you. And yeah, I was surprised too. Thanks for the nice things you said.

Popular posts from this blog

Monogamous, Homosexual Unions--My Position and the Story behind it

I've been asked to be one of two participants at church each representing opposing views on the matter of monogamous, homosexual unions, moderated by the pastor.  In preparation, I have written the following.  In the comments, please do not post any vitriol--from either side. If I think any comment is hateful, I will delete it. Respectful disagreement or questions are welcome, however.















My Position and Values:
I believe that sexual relations between two people of the same sex is contrary to God’s will.I would like to say otherwise but I find nothing in Scripture that allows me to do so.BEING homosexual, having a longing or desire for someone of the same sex, is not condemned in the Bible.  We all have desires that are contrary to God’s will.  The sin occurs when we feed those desires, like Jesus talks about when he calls lust adultery (Matthew 5:28).Much cruelty to LGBTQ people has happened because of the stance of the Church. We have not acted with love, compassion and listening ear…

What Is Separating me from the Promise?

This is the question Andy Wood asked us each to consider this morning at the end of his sermon and it hit me like a thunderbolt.

Imagine the Jordan River on the eve of the Israelites crossing it into the Promised Land.  The river was at flood stage, so it was moving quickly (even the Red River here in Winnipeg moves quickly during flood season) but this particular stretch of the river near Jericho is narrower than the rest so that as the rushing flood waters reached the point where the people were waiting--all two million of them--it became even more turbulent.  Anyone who's witnessed a flood knows that it doesn't just carry water; there is debris like fallen trees, parts of sheds and houses and perhaps even animals unable to escape the river's grab.

Back in the days of Abraham, God had promised the land of Canaan to him and his descendants but during the days of Abraham's great-grandson, Joseph, the whole family had moved out of the Promised Land to Egypt because of f…

In My Prayer Room

Oh God
You surround me with your love,
with memories
of who you are
of what you've done
of promises you've made
of who I want to be
of who I am because of you.

You give me hope and joy,
peace and gratitude.
You convict me
and teach me
encourage me
and remind me
of what it means to follow you.












You listen to my prayers
and grant my requests
in your time.
You give me insight
and knowledge
and words to write
to share your presence
your goodness
your love
your admonition
with others.























You expand my love
to pray for friend and foe
near and far
family and stranger
people as pins on maps
clustered and scattered
who know you and reject you
for those in need
and those too full to need.


















You draw me close
and then release me
to bring you close to others
to serve
and love
and give
all I have received.

You fill my heart with joy
that warms
and glows
and bursts
into laughter,
song
and even dance.

You wrap me in your arms
and tell me
"You are mine"
with intensity that burns
and smoul…