The electricity out.
The oxygen concentrater was not working.
No clue how long I had been with out the vital air.
Could not move well enough to get to back-up oxygen canister, turn it on, get air flowing to my system being strangled by lack of 02.
Shortly before 9, I pushed my Guardian Alert button.
“Mark, do you need help?” the voice on the other end of the line asked.
After being admonished not to shout, I managed to convey the power outage leaving me struggling for air. Barely able to text, I made those messages my lifeline until help could arrive.
Kept from lapsing into a panic.
Did not allow the situation to overwhelm me.
Nurse Tabitha opened the door and went right to work.
The back-up cannula was on and the contents of the air tank flowing through the tube into my starving airways. Blood/oxygen percentage had plummeted to 71!
Electricity was running through the lines to hungry sockets and devices. Life returned to normal. Aides Bambi and Ashlyn walked through the door to take over for Tabitha until I was back 100%.
That’s the way it has been in Mark’s Den.
And how is your Wednesday going?