Had a bit of an adrenaline rush yesterday. We try to keep a bit of an eye on our neighbor. It was only yesterday that I actually learned her age. a gentleman would never reveal a ladies age but let’s just say it is 90++. Now she is a very independent lady, very spry and energetic. She totally cares for herself. Not only am I talking cooking and cleaning but I am talking planting her own garden, raking her lawn etc. WOW.
I called her yesterday and she said she wasn’t feeling so good. Just tired and light headed. She then told me that at her last doctor’s appointment her blood pressure medication had been changed and she didn’t think it was working. She had been out shopping in the morning in the pharmacy they had one of those blood pressure testing machines. She had checked hers and it was 250 over something (she couldn’t remember). Now I check my blood pressure daily but am not going to try and pretend I really understand it. But I do understand it enough to know if it is in the 250″s that is really not good.
I took my blood pressure machine and went over to her house. 257/158, yikes. Tried it 3 separate times with basically the same result. Not I am not going to try and imply females can be stubborn BUT: I tell her, we need you to lie down and elevate your feet while I call an ambulance! dirty look and, NO!!!!!
“OK, get your coat I am taking you to the hospital. NO!!
I can see she is getting stressed just talking about this. I am thinking I am just going to call 911 anyway but she tells me very firmly not to.
I think of health links. It is a number here in Manitoba you can call and speak to a nurse for advice. Maybe if she hears a nurse telling her to go to the hospital she will be more willing. (not that I have been in the past). The nurse immediately says call 911 but she can hear the back ground grumbling, “NO AMBULANCE”. Nurse says then get her to the hospital as fast as you can, however.
So I laid it on the line, either you let me drive you to the hospital right now or I am calling 911. OK, I can drive her but only after she has washed up and changed clothes. NO, RIGHT NOW. Somewhere in there I had called Vi who already had our car out front and ready to go. With Vi’s added urgings we got her out the door.
Vi actually drove her. Thank goodness for modern drugs. She is doing fine.