Today I was staring out the patio window drinking my 7th cup of hot tea when I noticed an elderly man with a walker. He was talking to a lady and she went on her way so I didn’t think much about it. I went to the living room and continued drinking my tea while talking to Daniel but I kept looking back out to see the old man. I noticed that he was stopping at every car to take a break and breathe. It was weird. Finally now I’m just staring at him through the window and get this feeling in my gut. I tried to ignore it but it just wouldn’t go away. I thought he had made it to his destination or at least his apartment building but he kept going after a short break. I told Daniel that we should go see if he’s alright or at least tell the leasing office to send a golf cart or see if they even knew who he was or where his apartment was. As we’re heading out of the apartment to go to the leasing office we looked in the direction he had been going, but we couldn’t see him. He had completely disappeared. Something wasn’t right so we decided to go see if we could see him. Daniel was a few feet in front of me and we are looking when Daniel sees that the little old man had fallen backwards on the concrete between two vehicles! He was laying there with his walker on top of him and he couldn’t get up. We raced over to him, and he was okay besides a bloody elbow. Thank God Daniel was with me because there was no way I would have been able to get him up by myself. We helped him up, and Daniel started walking with him while I went to the leasing office to tell them we needed help. Luckily, a lady checking her mail was a medical assistant and came out with me while the leasing office guy went and told his boss what was up. As the lady and I got to Daniel and the man, the poor guy had fallen again. He was trying to hold on to this rail and he just kind of lost his legs. At this point Daniel and the lady are trying to help this poor man and he’s insisting and repeating that he wants to sit in his walker and wasn’t understanding that it wouldn’t support him since it lost a pin in the leg somewhere along the way. By now I’m headed back to the leasing office to see where Alex (leasing guy) is with a detective ,and I meet them on the way to lead them to the poor guy. Once we finally get there the detective called for an ambulance and we helped the poor guy up and kind of held him like a seat belt while holding the walker up since it didn’t want to support his weight. In the meantime, his wife pulls up and comes over and starts telling him that he knows he’s not supposed to leave the apartment until she gets home. She told us his name and that he had dementia and was diabetic. The ambulance finally arrived and the paramedics and his wife worked at convincing him to go to the hospital to at least get checked out.
The point of this post is to listen to your gut, ask people if they’re okay, and pay attention. There’s no telling how long that man could have lain there had I not been the creepy neighbor staring at him through my window. The other point of this post is that I never want to be a nurse! HAHA! I text my best friend and told her that once she finishes her RN that she needs to follow me around to care for the medical needs of people so I can hyperventilate in the corner (I’m kidding). Also, please pray for our new friend Polo and his wife as this disease progresses in Polo’s mind and as his wife cares for him.
Hi! My name is Samantha and I live in Houston, Texas. I am married to my best friend, Daniel, and we have two cats, Jack and Belle. This blog will chronicle our adventures as newlyweds and moving away from our small Texas town.