The night my Nathan had his last heartattack, the ambulance went to the wrong house, they went to a house down the street and around the corner, I couldn't believe it, I told him "There coming, almost here" then it happened, they went to the wrong street. I had to leave him sitting on the porch and run for them, I didn't want to let him out of my sight, but I had to get them. The sirens make me so upset now, I just can't controll the tears. In the last two minutes, there have been 2 going off down the street and I keep seeing him on the porch in so much pain, I can't get it out of my head. My Nathan, just sitting there, hurting, how do you make it go away? When will it ever be bearable? I don't want to upset anyone, I just need to know if there is a way to deal with this, to make this image go away? It just hurts so bad.
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