wotnartd
02-05-2009, 05:28 AM
I got a call while I was at work, saying my grandpa may have had a heart attack and was at a local hospital. A half hour later (12AM) she said I needed to leave work and get to the hospital ASAP, he needed to be transported, shit was going downhill fast.
I got to the hospital just in time to see his ride arrive.
http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o304/wotnartd/020509_003300.jpg
I get into the ER, and see him twitching (from an external pacemaker). My uncle relayed to me that one of grandpa's lower heart valves freaked and cut flow. It lowered his heart rate to 24 bpm! And just as they were about to truck him into an ambulance to a larger hospital, he crashed, which spurred the chopper.
I shot the shit with the pilot for a little bit, and then a cop. Then it was time for grandpa to take the most expensive helicopter ride he never remembered.
As we drove to the larger hospital, I got the run down on what happened:
-My grandpa was at a local bar that he visits nearly every night, and he drinks an 8oz. tapper of root beer when he goes.
-He got faint and someone caught him before he hit the ground.
-911 was called, and then my grandpa didn't want to go to the hospital (because he's cheap).
-EMT or bar patron called my uncle to talk him into going to the ER
-He finally agreed, and just as they were resituating him (from floor to gurney), he had his first crash, and his heart went wacky.
-EMTs booked it to the ER.
-He got there and shit went downhill fast.
As it turned out, before he got to the bar, he was driving from a casino, and had only been to the bar a few minutes. And he was going to leave shortly after.
Back on track... at the big hospital they gave him a temporary pacemaker, and in a few hours he will be getting a permanent pacemaker.
So many things lined up for him, from not being on the road, to being caught... the bar is across the street from the fire dept, having the big crash at the hospital. It's a miracle.
I got to the hospital just in time to see his ride arrive.
http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o304/wotnartd/020509_003300.jpg
I get into the ER, and see him twitching (from an external pacemaker). My uncle relayed to me that one of grandpa's lower heart valves freaked and cut flow. It lowered his heart rate to 24 bpm! And just as they were about to truck him into an ambulance to a larger hospital, he crashed, which spurred the chopper.
I shot the shit with the pilot for a little bit, and then a cop. Then it was time for grandpa to take the most expensive helicopter ride he never remembered.
As we drove to the larger hospital, I got the run down on what happened:
-My grandpa was at a local bar that he visits nearly every night, and he drinks an 8oz. tapper of root beer when he goes.
-He got faint and someone caught him before he hit the ground.
-911 was called, and then my grandpa didn't want to go to the hospital (because he's cheap).
-EMT or bar patron called my uncle to talk him into going to the ER
-He finally agreed, and just as they were resituating him (from floor to gurney), he had his first crash, and his heart went wacky.
-EMTs booked it to the ER.
-He got there and shit went downhill fast.
As it turned out, before he got to the bar, he was driving from a casino, and had only been to the bar a few minutes. And he was going to leave shortly after.
Back on track... at the big hospital they gave him a temporary pacemaker, and in a few hours he will be getting a permanent pacemaker.
So many things lined up for him, from not being on the road, to being caught... the bar is across the street from the fire dept, having the big crash at the hospital. It's a miracle.