A Sad Lift Off

When they built on to our hospital recently they moved the heli-pad to the front and to the side of the front parking lot. When we went to eat at the cafeteria an air life copter was on the pad with motor running and door open. Techs were pushing an empty stretcher toward the hospital. As we got out of the car the helicopter revved up the motors and the blades stirred the leaves on a small tree. I happened to look across the pad with the fence surrounding it and I spotted a lady standing as near as she could legally and safely stand. My heart went out to her imaging she is the wife, daughter, or   mother of the patient. Reminding me of when Mel had a heart attack in the car and we wrecked on a Sears parking lot. The driver of the car we hit came our raising cane as it was a borrowed car. I know the feeling of riding in an ambulance when some cars won't move over. When they took me into a private room I knew things were bad. As the driver of the ambulance prepared to leave he came in to the room where I was and tousled my hair but didn't say much. I knew it was bad. Mel lived four days but never came to. My daughters and sons-in-law were very kind and helpful but after a few months their life had to move on in other states. It was hard having to make decisions alone, get myself to doctor appointments in parts of town I wasn't familiar with. Setting prices on houses to sell and selling them, but I muddled through. Even mowed grass on a lawnmower with three wheels. That makes me laugh, I'm not very mecanically inclined. Surely I could have bought a wheel that fit and put it on.  Shortly after that I decided I could hire my lawn mowed. I could sell the rent property. I pulled myself up by the boot straps and did things for me. Dancing, walking, exercising, a few trips. It was hard but it can be done. I wasn't the first and I won't be the last but I pray the person in the air life helicopter will be okay and the lady standing at the fence will be okay if she was connected. Please don't think I'm writing this to make you feel sorry for me, I'm not. Even though sad, it made me learn a lot and be independent.