Today was a strange day... and while the emergency has been known that it was arriving, it had been a challenge to be patient and allow things to happen in God's time. You see for a while my mother has been under the weather. And while I have heard the whispers in my heart that she needed to be in the hospital... I had to wait. Because as much as I love my mother... her wish was to never go back to the hospital.
And so, each day I prayed until today when she finally couldn't stand. At this point we had to face the choice that she was resistant to and I knew was coming. And deal with an overwhelming list of excuses... my hair isn't dyed, I haven't had a chance to shower, and that list could have gone on. And yet I had to tell her that while I had a solution to her needing a bath... this awesome no water wipe on and then dry off. So she gave in and complied and changed her nightgown. And finally allowed me to call.
So, one would think that calling would mean a smooth transition from call to hospital. Well... that was not the night we had. When the first two EMT's finally arrived... they had hiked up the street. You see the ambulance was stuck. As in not going anywhere. And they needed to call a tow truck to come to pull out their rig. So while they waited for the tow truck... they called another ambulance. And eventually that ambulance arrived to find the other rig stuck. So in hiked another EMT, while the other one drove the rig in another way.
While this was going on... information was collected... stats were determined... And then came the question that sort of shocked me. You see when I called 911 I informed them that she was stuck... but they wanted to have her walk outside in the snow. I just about was ready to fall over. And yet my mother's comment really cut thru the room... of Thank you for coming, but that isn't going to happen so you might as well leave.
Thankfully the one EMT stood strong and said that leaving her was not an option. And that they would figure out how to accomplish the task. Well... carefully pulling up the rig, plus taking the snow shovel and digging out her ramp and the driveway all the way to the rig was the accomplishment. And while that was not something that they had to do, I am so thankful that they were willing to. I couldn't really see them leaving my mother, but I also couldn't figure out a way to get what they needed done. And them answering the small quiet prayer of my heart has been a big blessing. One that I am not sure my mother will ever understand.
So in the end they managed to get her on the stretcher. And had her all wrapped up to stay warm. And dragged her down the ramp and managed to get her into the ambulance. And finally she was able to be on her way to the hospital. Where I am sure she will get the attention that she needs, so that she is feeling like herself again. Because when she is sick... it takes a toll not just on her, but also on me.
#Blessings
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