Last Thursday, the weather was brisk but warm for this time of year.
It reminded me of Spring that always offered the promise and expectation of "new things" to come my way.
An appointment with my Physician meant taking the subway on time so as not to be late. Little did I know at the time, that I would be more than just late.
As I swiped my Metrocard into the turn-style, I heard the oncoming train. The ten feet to the stairs while on the platform turned into a "Dance with Death."
I immediately fell to the cement floor of the platform and began to seize. Punching and wobbling about while trying to keep any semblance of consciousness and control alive. This gave way, to the punching of the iron beams with my fists before falling to the ground again.
Some Good Samaritans called 911 as I kept punching and wiggling about on the cement floor of the platform.
It was as if, "another part of me was and wanted to be in control."
Another Good Samaritan gave me a pint of orange juice to drink, while his friend ripped a piece of heavy cardboard box in half to use as a fan for me as he waved it back and forth.
I asked the person who brought me the orange juice what his name was? He replied, "it is Moses."
The EMS finally arrived while I was still in a half conscious state of cognition and 'asked me for ID.'
I showed them my Driver's License and Hypoglycemia Card that stated my having Diabetes. All this while slipping in and out of consciousness.
In the ambulance they had me restrained on the stretcher since I was trying to get up and even managed to do so in a semi-verticle position.
The EMS person (Mr. Velez) then gave me an O2 cannula. I tore off the O2 cannula and told them that what I needed was GLUCOSE and not Oxygen.
Thereupon he squirted a glucose gel into my mouth, since I was tied down.
When we arrived to the ER, my blood glucose was 50mg/dl.
The persons that were truly helpful were the Good Samaritans (Moses and his Friend)
They were the ones who despite their Poverty, saved my Life.........and not the EMS WHO SHOULD BE BETTER TRAINED IN RECOGNIZING AND TREATING SEVERE HYPOGLYCEMIA.
Thank you Moses & your Friend.
In retrospect, during the past when because Of Hypoglycemia Unawareness and falling to the ground there have been better trained, more intelligent and caring EMS, EMT Personnel who because they gave me Glucose IV, did save my Life.
Yes Virginia,.............there is a Moses.
Since my Life has been a series of Rhythm & Blues, what better way to celebrate Awakening (again) then this fine piece of music. Play it on the loud side and catch the great movements on stage:
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- I do not give up my Autonomy,especially to the Medical Profession. Passionate, Creative, Able to see Beauty within Simplicity, I Am Not A Diabetic, rather I have Diabetes (there is a big difference between the two on many levels).Type 1 Diabetes since 5 years of age. Belief in G-D