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So l'm still feeling rough with this covid thing, on the sofa at about midnight when l hear someone banging the front door really quite hard. Opening the door l see the old girl from the end of the street and she's in a right old state, ranting on about something and trying to push past me to get in. I'm telling her to stay out because l've got covid but she hasn't got her deaf aids in. Eventually she calms down enough to tell us that her hubby has collapsed in the kitchen. Me and my eldest leg it over and he dials 999. I popped my head into the kitchen and saw that he was still alive, conscious lying on his front breathing fairly normally. He was not in any immediate danger so l left him and retreated away from the house leaving my son by the back door to talk to the 999 operator and to the old couple aswell. The old boy was responding to questions but was quite incoherent, grunting rather than talking. Ambulance eventually turned up at 0250, nearly 3 hours after we first dialled and only after l dialled 999 again a 0219.
Every bit of me wanted to help the old boy, its my job, l've never hesitated or turned away from someone who needs help but on this occassion l had to look at the bigger picture. Get stuck in and risk infecting an 80+ year old with health problems or stand back and monitor the situation from a safe distance. It was tough decision.
Hopefully the old boy will be ok. Well done my son, kept a cool head.
Every bit of me wanted to help the old boy, its my job, l've never hesitated or turned away from someone who needs help but on this occassion l had to look at the bigger picture. Get stuck in and risk infecting an 80+ year old with health problems or stand back and monitor the situation from a safe distance. It was tough decision.
Hopefully the old boy will be ok. Well done my son, kept a cool head.