Widows & Widowers Support Group
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A year ago I lived in terror of every little symptom. One time my cover brushed against my foot while I was in bed and I nearly became hysterical. Now, a year later and I'm no longer afraid. I finally realized that although I don't have a husband, I do have technology. I got a Walgreen alert system, sort of like the one advertised on TV only without a contract. I have the unit sitting next to my bed, one in the bathroom, and one I can move around depending on the room I'm in. I have 3 floors. It gives me peace of mind, but I'll be getting rid of it as soon as I lose 20 pounds. I'm feeling healthier and am going to the health club daily. Working out gives me confidence. I know I can take care of myself and God is there for me on my daily walk in life.
Juanita
Like Nowjustme, my husband wasn't terribly helpful when I didn't feel well, but then I've never been seriously ill so he never really had to prove the "in sickness and in health" part of our vows.
Even when those fears hit and I wish he were still here, it's not so much for hands-on help as much as being there to dial 911, get the pets herded into another room where they can't run out the door and just hold my hand til help arrived.
I remember telling him the drill about chewing an aspirin or two if a heart attack was suspected and showed him where I keep it because we mostly used Tylenol or Advil. I often wondered whether he'd remember to do that if I were ever in that situation. Now I wonder whether he remembered it for himself on April 5. I doubt it because he supposedly "didn't know what hit him".....and that's a good thing.
Anyway, thanks for listening and responding. It's always good to know that someone else is having the same concerns in real time.
My father passed away at 92 in 2008 after many years as an invalid, the last several of which he was bedridden. As you can imagine, there were lots of 911 calls....throw in a few for my mom, too.
I found it so frustrating to be asked the same questions by every first responder, EMT and hospital ER personnel that I created the kind of sheets for all of us that LuAnn mentioned out of sheer frustration.
I cannot tell you the overwhelmingly positive response I've gotten over the years from every person involved in a medical emergency. Not only does this info save time. It also saves us from forgetting to mention pertinent facts while under stress.
My medical info sheets are complete with name/DOB/current as of (date)/blood type/allergies/major med history/meds/name of doc and hospital/names & numbers of emergency contacts/med insurance ID. It's was a pain in the neck to pull the info together for Lloyd, myself and two parents, but it was well worth the effort.
Juanita
Last year, I started carrying my info sheet. I've updated it with pet information and contacts of several people. I recently purchased a med alert data drive. It's small and can be worn around the neck. I'm loading my data to it and will wear it when I'm at the health club.
Thanks for adding another user's point of view on the med data sheet. I and my mom carry them in our purses, too, but the med alert data drive brings the idea into the 21st Century.
You mentioned adding pet info, I assume of a veterinary nature. But does anyone have any good ideas about how to keep indoor pets from getting out during a med emergency if you are alone in the house?
Every time I've been on the scene when police and EMTs have come to the house, I have never seen anyone close a door behind them. My four cats have been indoors for many years, and one of them has never been outdoors at all. Milli the Beagle is leash trained but not street smart. She has a chip, but a lot of damage can be done between running away and being found.
When I came home on 4/5 to find my poor husband lying on the floor already gone, the police and EMTS must have thought I was crazy because I kept shouting at them to close the doors. Finally rounded all the fur kids up and into other rooms. I can't be the only one with this fear and potential problem.
Juanita