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So, couple of weeks ago, I'm sitting in St. Arbucks, and my glasses start flashing red.
Look around, find out it's an Air Car outside and behind my field of vision. Okay, happens, apartments above, shops below, wife gets up at 0800, husband doesn't....you get an aid car.
But, the paramedic starts walking towards St. Arbucks, whilst pulling on his gloves.
I look around, there, 10 feet away, is "Amin" on the floor, his buddies hovering, he's shaking all over, hands in the air flopping, head banging. MAJOR seizure.
Listening to them giving "history" to the paramedics, seems this has been going on for 2,3 or 4 weeks.
20 minutes later, as they're wheeling him out, I ask his buddies if they have his keys.
No, said they, we'll get them later.
You don't understand.....he's going to hospital, gonna be in a gown, you aren't family.....his Mercedes is in a 2-hour zone, does he have pets at home....off they run to get the keys from the paramedics.
Next morning, the Merc is still in the same spot (looks like a 450SEL).......maybe. "Amin" is in his usual place, no friends, I realize he drove himself.
Walk over, ask how he's doing....looks at me like "whothehell are you", ask how he's doing.
Fine, Why do you ask?
You weren't fine yesterday.
I don't remember yesterday.
After I'm done, go to leave, aid car across the intersection at a competing coffee shop. Walk over, talk to the paramedics....ask them a "technical" question.
Seems they know all about this particular person and situation....waiting for the "Doctor" to rule on it.....in the meantime, he drives.
Last night, monsoon, heavy winds and rain...this morning, dark, heavy rain, gusting winds.....all sorts of stuff in the street and yards from the trees.
Drive into St. Arbucks parking lot, old pickup, six volt, stab the clutch, idle, of course lights dim a bit.....think, oh, carp (sp) there's a big branch in the middle of the driveway.
Then, I immediately think, highly developed, nearest big trees are a ways away.....as I roll closer, I'm reaching for the emergency cell phone....sure enough, it's "Amin" on his back in the pouring rain, arms in the air shaking....and I dial 911.
And block the drive.....with folks behind me irate....until I get out and walk back and explain "man down".
I pass the scene, as six folks are holding umbrellas over him...and realize his Mercedes is across the drive...he made it halfway from the car to St. Arbucks....and again, he was driving......
Look around, find out it's an Air Car outside and behind my field of vision. Okay, happens, apartments above, shops below, wife gets up at 0800, husband doesn't....you get an aid car.
But, the paramedic starts walking towards St. Arbucks, whilst pulling on his gloves.
I look around, there, 10 feet away, is "Amin" on the floor, his buddies hovering, he's shaking all over, hands in the air flopping, head banging. MAJOR seizure.
Listening to them giving "history" to the paramedics, seems this has been going on for 2,3 or 4 weeks.
20 minutes later, as they're wheeling him out, I ask his buddies if they have his keys.
No, said they, we'll get them later.
You don't understand.....he's going to hospital, gonna be in a gown, you aren't family.....his Mercedes is in a 2-hour zone, does he have pets at home....off they run to get the keys from the paramedics.
Next morning, the Merc is still in the same spot (looks like a 450SEL).......maybe. "Amin" is in his usual place, no friends, I realize he drove himself.
Walk over, ask how he's doing....looks at me like "whothehell are you", ask how he's doing.
Fine, Why do you ask?
You weren't fine yesterday.
I don't remember yesterday.
After I'm done, go to leave, aid car across the intersection at a competing coffee shop. Walk over, talk to the paramedics....ask them a "technical" question.
Seems they know all about this particular person and situation....waiting for the "Doctor" to rule on it.....in the meantime, he drives.
Last night, monsoon, heavy winds and rain...this morning, dark, heavy rain, gusting winds.....all sorts of stuff in the street and yards from the trees.
Drive into St. Arbucks parking lot, old pickup, six volt, stab the clutch, idle, of course lights dim a bit.....think, oh, carp (sp) there's a big branch in the middle of the driveway.
Then, I immediately think, highly developed, nearest big trees are a ways away.....as I roll closer, I'm reaching for the emergency cell phone....sure enough, it's "Amin" on his back in the pouring rain, arms in the air shaking....and I dial 911.
And block the drive.....with folks behind me irate....until I get out and walk back and explain "man down".
I pass the scene, as six folks are holding umbrellas over him...and realize his Mercedes is across the drive...he made it halfway from the car to St. Arbucks....and again, he was driving......
