Janice
female, 44 |
student
- / Finland
member since 15.04.2004
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Have a whale of good time while surfing the net...
Although they say that it was the curiosity that killed the cat.
I guess I am curious. I want to learn new things.
I love to read a lot. I love to write too. At the moment I am writing only to a box under my bed....
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For the popular demand here's a bit of a story from the box under my bed.....
-- So, as everything goes.. time to give you a new story..
As it happens there are people who need doctor's help. Here's a little story about it.
Everything went well, I enjoyed the weather that was sunny and warm as it usually is I Summer. The nights were white and midsummer’s festival was getting nigh. The midsummer time is a highlight of our summer. People leave towns and cities to get out to country or to the seas or lakes, anywhere else but the city. I too had made arrangements to spend time with my friends on a cottage in the country near a lake. The car trip was truly a pleasure. The radio played the mot popular summer songs. We chatted happily about our expectations of the trip. In the car there were four of us and the destination was my friend’s family cabin.
The scenery was in full bloom. It was green and lush. Birds could be seen flying in the air. On the fields the summer’s crops were growing and some cows or horses, even sheep were grazing in their pens lazily. We stopped at a gas station to fill the tank and to get some coffee sand donuts. I took the time to go to the toilet and did my business there. When I came out of the box where I had been to wash my hands a lady entered rooting in her purse. I open the faucet and wetted my hands and took some soap from dispenser and started rubbing my hands and then to rinse them. The lady found her beautifully designed bottle of perfume and started to fumigate herself and everyone near her with it. It was strong and it was heavy. I grasped some paper towels and fled from the room.
I felt as if I was about to suffocate. I waved my hands towards my friends and Sari saw me and picked my bag from my seat next to her. She brought it to me and I dived in it to find my inhaler. I tried to get the medicine in and got some but I felt not a bit better. I took another inhale and the medicine did not help much. So I croaked: - Call the …. Coughing – am-ambu- cough ambulance. Sari nodded and went to the cashier’s desk and asked for the ambulance. The lady behind did as she was asked.
I saw the lady sail past me and not take any note of the trouble her perfume was causing me. She walked out of the bar and went on her merry way. I pointed to my friends at her and pinched my nose. Sari said: - Oh boy! How she smells of perfume! Is she the reason for this? I just nodded.
It took some time before we heard the familiar wailing of the sirens. Soon the paramedics entered and came to my help. A meter was pushed onto my finger and it showed high heartbeat and oxygen levels were between 98 and 95 so they decided to give me some oxygen and then asked what happened. Sari told the paramedics of my asthma and also that I had been exposed to perfume in toilet. After coming from toilet I had started coughing and wheezing. I felt tired. I didn’t care anymore. I just wanted to breath.
- Just calm down! We’re going to give you some medicine and then take you to hospital. I felt angered. Just calm down! I am as calm as a cucumber! I just want air. I remained silent. A plastic sling was unwound and a facemask was unwrapped. Soon a familiar hissing sound appeared. And the mask was put on my face. I felt the mist of the medicine on my face. I was lifted up and taken to the car outside. Sari grabbed my bag and hers and followed me. The others got onto the car and followed the ambulance.
I was taken back to home town and its hospital’s A&E. I was taken to a treating room in the back. The nurse came and asked what had happened and then she took some blood and EKG. Soon a doctor appeared. Sari had followed me and helped explain my problem. I let my tired eyes close and enjoyed just being able to breath.
The room was light and there were notes posted all over. There were instructions on how to help people with heart problems and breathing problems. There were notes to instruct on how to use defibrillators and oxygen tanks. There were gloves for the staff. There were curtains for people to hide behind. I heard an older lady cry- Help! Help! Where am I? a nurse replied: - You are in the hospital. It seems that you fell at home and your son brought you to be checked…
I got my medicine and fell asleep. Time past on. I did not complain. I started to fell better. After some rest I woke up and became more alert and aware of my surroundings. The old lady was still crying for help. The nurse must have noticed that I was awake for she came and asked me how I was. I told her I was a bit better but tired. She nodded and went to see a doctor.
In the end I spend about five hours in the hospital and did not go to the cottage. I was taken home by my friends. We decided to take a rain check on our trip. At home alone I left my bags lie on the floor. The food I dumped in the refrigerator and then I just went to my bedroom and fell on it and fell a sleep. |
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