This has been a really crazy few days, as you know if you have been keeping up with my posts. I had surgery on Tuesday, got laid off on Friday, no fun. Saturday the hubster and I , along with Buggy, went to watch my neice play softball. It was a perfectly beautiful day, sunny and breezy. We got to the softball field around 2:00, watched the team win 10-1, woo hoo! My parents were there along with my sisters and husbands so it was a very pleasant, social afternoon. My Dad was very quiet during the game but we were all chatty so no one really noticed. The next game had just started and Mom asked Dad a question but he was not responding properly. Didn't seem to be aware of what was going on. We got the game stopped, got him across the field to the parking lot (he rides a scooter) but when we got to the car he was unable to lift himself off of the scooter.
We called 911 for an ambulance and he was taken to the nearest hospital. He had a temperature of 103.2 when we arrived at the hospital. They thought at first that it was heat stroke but ruled that out when ice packs did not bring the temperature down. Did a CT scan checking for stroke, all clear. After many hours and tests they discovered he has a severe UTI. He is still in the hospital but much better and he should be going home tomorrow. Yeah!
During all of the hub bub at the field and in the parking lot, Buggy was sitting in the back of the van keeping Mom's little dog occupied. She was in the center of all the action and listening to all that was said. Well, as it turns out she and I took that time to have a 911 learning experience. I asked her if she understood what was going on and I explained what she was unclear on, I also fully explained about calling 911, how to do it and when to do it. Now that everything is ok, I can say that it was a good learning opportunity for Buggy, and who knows but that next time it might be her that has to make the call.