Last Thursday, Jan. 29, after supper Jeannie noticed that I had a fever and was not too “bright” (even worse than normal.) When I tried to stand up, I realized that my balance had deteriorated quite quickly too. My son soon arrived and I was escorted to the Shawville Hospital by truck, much faster than an ambulance could have come for me.
You know you’re in the country when you are wheeled into emergency through the ambulance doors and know the nurses and doctors who meet you.
Within seconds, I was lying in a bed close to the . . .
FREE ACCESS FOR EQUITY SUBSCRIBERS
This article is available free to all subscribers to The Equity. If you are a subscriber, please enter your email address and password below.
SET UP YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT
If you are a subscriber but have not yet set up your online account, please contact Liz Draper at email@example.com to do so.
HOW TO BECOME A SUBSCRIBER