HAI GUYZ! I WON A FREE RIDE IN AN AMBULANCE!
Blog Entry: HAI GUYZ! I WON A FREE RIDE IN AN AMBULANCE!
Blog Entry: HAI GUYZ! I WON A FREE RIDE IN AN AMBULANCE!
Posted by: sirflammingofcorn
Posted: December 22, 2009, 9:04:46 AM
Mood: Exhausted
Eating: Thinking of Skettios...
Drinking: Mello Yello
Currently: Working on my comic
Listening To: If You Want by Death On Wednesday
Posted: December 22, 2009, 9:04:46 AM
Mood: Exhausted
Eating: Thinking of Skettios...
Drinking: Mello Yello
Currently: Working on my comic
Listening To: If You Want by Death On Wednesday
AND ALL I HAD TO DO IS HAVE A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE!
Let me start from the beginning...
OKAY, so about three or four days ago, the world was normal. My insomnia had forced me to go to bed around 7:00 AM. For some reason, however, I ended up waking at 12:00 PM though, which is usual. Anyway, I had to go to see Travis, my councilor, at 2:30, so I didn't bother going back to sleep. I decided to go ahead and get ready instead.
About 2:00, we were getting to go on out to the car and go...only to open the door and find HUGE amounts of snow falling from the sky. No big deal to some folks, but we live ALLLLL the way up on a mountain top. While the rest of our town in bone dry, we'll be snowed in. HOWEVER, my mental health was at stake here, and we really needed groceries in case the snow got worse, so we went ahead and left.
Before we could even get off the mountain top, it had already gotten greatly horrific. We decided to call poor Travis and cancel after all, but still pursued our groceries for the rapidly increasing blizzard.
Well, we got the food and toilet paper and other necessaries for being trapped, I stocked my happy butt up on fresh art supplies...I knew we could be trapped for days, after all. I even bought a cheap book light. Our electricity is prone to go out at the worst possible times, and I needed some form of light for if it got dark.
This ended up being a good idea on my part, 'cause lo and behold, around 7:30 PM the electricity indeed went out. And it stayed out for a long time. I drew on my McCrea comic to pass time using my nifty new book light...but even that got boring after a while. So I decided to sleep to pass the time.
I woke up about 3:00 AM breathing a little hard. That's when I found things taking a turn for the worst. The electricity was still off, and the house had become cold from lack of heater. My mom was awake as well, and freaking out...because not only did we have no light or heat or anything, we were TRAPPED. Like, never getting off the mountain for the next few days trapped. Not only that, but calling the electric company was doing nothing. Apparently the whole town was down as well and covered in snow as well. But that wasn't the worst to come...my breathing was becoming increasingly labored.
I took my inhaler the recommended two puffs, thinking it would clear up like always. I was wrong. My breathing was just as bad, and worrying about the snow, electricity problem, and my mom's problems were NOT helping. And it was getting worse...I attempted another two puffs despite being over the recommended limit, but I was in some real distress. NOTHING.
Mom was REALLY panicking now. I finally got to the point I couldn't talk, and I was feeling light headed. My mom called my grandmother and pleaded to her for help. She couldn't think of anything except taking me to the hospital...which I couldn't do, due to being snowed in on top of a mountain.
By now I was becoming delusional, and on the brink of passing out. I may have been able to still control it though...IF I coulda taken my breathing machine. And of course, the electricity was still out with no signs of coming back for a while. I could feel myself getting that "I'm totally about to die right here" feeling that I had had once with a severe asthma attack. Freaking out, mom suggested going outside for fresh air. I was so bad at this point, I got down on my hands and knees and crawled outside, no jacket or anything...
All the while, mom tried calling an ambulance. It was the only option we had left, or I was going to die. Of course, I didn't know this and this point. Either way, they were then on their way. Not that it would necessarily work, they still had to tackle the mountain top.
Now so out of it I didn't know who I was and on my hands and knees in the snow striving to survive the ordeal, I could hear my mom on the phone. She was begging and begging, "Please! Don't leave her! Please, don't leave her! She'll die! SHE'LL DIE! We'll get four wheeler to bring her down to the bottom of the mountain if I have to!"
It was now becoming apparent. I was going to die, no way around it. Now, I've said it once, and I'll say it again. I'm not afraid of death. My mom was there this time, I had no regrets, and I was ready to leave the world. Alas, I still fought to stay alive as long as I could.
For about thirty minuets I crouched in the snow, throwing up now from the strain on my body, just waiting for the moment my time would come. All the while, my mom fought on the phone...though I was too out of it at this point to know what she was saying...
And that's when we saw them...coming up the mountain were the flashing red lights and siren. I stared up out of my haze to see the men coming toward me. They and my mom helped me into the back, and oxygen tubes were stuffed up my nose immediately. The man started asking me questions as we took off, and I answered as far I know...it was basic stuff I think. Name, birthday, all that jazz. We moved slowly, and apparently the power was down at the hospital so were headed to the next town. I just laid there taking in my oxygen. I didn't care where we went, who I was, or anything else at this point anymore. Mom was saying something about trees being down everywhere, and now that I was coming to a bit, I heard the driver say something about it being a miracle that the electricity people had been coming through with their chainsaws to cut down the trees or they wouldn't have made it.
Right before we passed up the hospital, a radio signal came in saying that the power had just come back on and to go ahead and take me there, so we went ahead and pulled in. I was promptly put in a wheel chair, oxygen tubes still shoved up my nose as they wheeled me in. I don't even remember getting vital signs...they took me straight back and started up a breathing treatment to go along with the oxygen tubes. I just did as I was instructed, I still didn't really know who I was at this point.
I was starting to come around now, and a lady finally got my heart rate and stuff. My oxygen level was down to a whopping mid-eighties. The came the lady with the shot. Got it in my left cheek...and I DON'T mean my FACE. It hurt like hell too. -_-
By now I was semi-normal. According to my mom I was talking out of my head about some movie or something, but was otherwise surviving. Stuff came pretty basic after that, x-rays and stuff.
Mom told me that the little ambulance guy had taken off on foot with an oxygen tank prior to getting the ambulance up the hill, and if I had known where he was, I would have hugged him so much for that...I know a lot of you are atheist or otherwise, but really...that was God stepping in there, man. That little dude didn't have to do that, that was above and beyond duty, right there, and I thank God for him..
FINALLY, after hours and another breathing treatment, I was able to leave. I was wiped out at this point, and just wanted to sleep...
Alas, it occurred to me...I couldn't get back home. I was snowed out...so me and my mom went to my grandmother's, and attempted to get a hold of my dad and brother who were still trapped back at the house. After much planning, we decided that they could use four-wheel drive to get down while the sun was still up, and they were on their way. With things settling down, I went to sleep for a really long time.
For the next few days, we stayed at my grandmother's, our electricity still off and out house still snowed down. Even at her house, her internet and cable were down, so we were reduced to watching movies and whatever else. In the long run, I at least got rested back to health, and was able to get about eight pages of my McCrea comic done (including bios and covers).
ANYWAY, I'm finally healthy, and JUST NOW got back home to internet access, so I wanna tell you guys I missed you. XD Yeah...so things will be a bit behind while I get everything checked and stuff...
I'M JUST GLAD TO BE ALIVE AND HERE. I love you guys so much...
BTW, Heretic's Fork is finally up and running, go check it out: http://hereticsfork.thecomicseries.com/ I'M NOT POSTING ANY OF IT HERE, YOU'LL HAVE TO GO THERE TO READ IT.
Let me start from the beginning...
OKAY, so about three or four days ago, the world was normal. My insomnia had forced me to go to bed around 7:00 AM. For some reason, however, I ended up waking at 12:00 PM though, which is usual. Anyway, I had to go to see Travis, my councilor, at 2:30, so I didn't bother going back to sleep. I decided to go ahead and get ready instead.
About 2:00, we were getting to go on out to the car and go...only to open the door and find HUGE amounts of snow falling from the sky. No big deal to some folks, but we live ALLLLL the way up on a mountain top. While the rest of our town in bone dry, we'll be snowed in. HOWEVER, my mental health was at stake here, and we really needed groceries in case the snow got worse, so we went ahead and left.
Before we could even get off the mountain top, it had already gotten greatly horrific. We decided to call poor Travis and cancel after all, but still pursued our groceries for the rapidly increasing blizzard.
Well, we got the food and toilet paper and other necessaries for being trapped, I stocked my happy butt up on fresh art supplies...I knew we could be trapped for days, after all. I even bought a cheap book light. Our electricity is prone to go out at the worst possible times, and I needed some form of light for if it got dark.
This ended up being a good idea on my part, 'cause lo and behold, around 7:30 PM the electricity indeed went out. And it stayed out for a long time. I drew on my McCrea comic to pass time using my nifty new book light...but even that got boring after a while. So I decided to sleep to pass the time.
I woke up about 3:00 AM breathing a little hard. That's when I found things taking a turn for the worst. The electricity was still off, and the house had become cold from lack of heater. My mom was awake as well, and freaking out...because not only did we have no light or heat or anything, we were TRAPPED. Like, never getting off the mountain for the next few days trapped. Not only that, but calling the electric company was doing nothing. Apparently the whole town was down as well and covered in snow as well. But that wasn't the worst to come...my breathing was becoming increasingly labored.
I took my inhaler the recommended two puffs, thinking it would clear up like always. I was wrong. My breathing was just as bad, and worrying about the snow, electricity problem, and my mom's problems were NOT helping. And it was getting worse...I attempted another two puffs despite being over the recommended limit, but I was in some real distress. NOTHING.
Mom was REALLY panicking now. I finally got to the point I couldn't talk, and I was feeling light headed. My mom called my grandmother and pleaded to her for help. She couldn't think of anything except taking me to the hospital...which I couldn't do, due to being snowed in on top of a mountain.
By now I was becoming delusional, and on the brink of passing out. I may have been able to still control it though...IF I coulda taken my breathing machine. And of course, the electricity was still out with no signs of coming back for a while. I could feel myself getting that "I'm totally about to die right here" feeling that I had had once with a severe asthma attack. Freaking out, mom suggested going outside for fresh air. I was so bad at this point, I got down on my hands and knees and crawled outside, no jacket or anything...
All the while, mom tried calling an ambulance. It was the only option we had left, or I was going to die. Of course, I didn't know this and this point. Either way, they were then on their way. Not that it would necessarily work, they still had to tackle the mountain top.
Now so out of it I didn't know who I was and on my hands and knees in the snow striving to survive the ordeal, I could hear my mom on the phone. She was begging and begging, "Please! Don't leave her! Please, don't leave her! She'll die! SHE'LL DIE! We'll get four wheeler to bring her down to the bottom of the mountain if I have to!"
It was now becoming apparent. I was going to die, no way around it. Now, I've said it once, and I'll say it again. I'm not afraid of death. My mom was there this time, I had no regrets, and I was ready to leave the world. Alas, I still fought to stay alive as long as I could.
For about thirty minuets I crouched in the snow, throwing up now from the strain on my body, just waiting for the moment my time would come. All the while, my mom fought on the phone...though I was too out of it at this point to know what she was saying...
And that's when we saw them...coming up the mountain were the flashing red lights and siren. I stared up out of my haze to see the men coming toward me. They and my mom helped me into the back, and oxygen tubes were stuffed up my nose immediately. The man started asking me questions as we took off, and I answered as far I know...it was basic stuff I think. Name, birthday, all that jazz. We moved slowly, and apparently the power was down at the hospital so were headed to the next town. I just laid there taking in my oxygen. I didn't care where we went, who I was, or anything else at this point anymore. Mom was saying something about trees being down everywhere, and now that I was coming to a bit, I heard the driver say something about it being a miracle that the electricity people had been coming through with their chainsaws to cut down the trees or they wouldn't have made it.
Right before we passed up the hospital, a radio signal came in saying that the power had just come back on and to go ahead and take me there, so we went ahead and pulled in. I was promptly put in a wheel chair, oxygen tubes still shoved up my nose as they wheeled me in. I don't even remember getting vital signs...they took me straight back and started up a breathing treatment to go along with the oxygen tubes. I just did as I was instructed, I still didn't really know who I was at this point.
I was starting to come around now, and a lady finally got my heart rate and stuff. My oxygen level was down to a whopping mid-eighties. The came the lady with the shot. Got it in my left cheek...and I DON'T mean my FACE. It hurt like hell too. -_-
By now I was semi-normal. According to my mom I was talking out of my head about some movie or something, but was otherwise surviving. Stuff came pretty basic after that, x-rays and stuff.
Mom told me that the little ambulance guy had taken off on foot with an oxygen tank prior to getting the ambulance up the hill, and if I had known where he was, I would have hugged him so much for that...I know a lot of you are atheist or otherwise, but really...that was God stepping in there, man. That little dude didn't have to do that, that was above and beyond duty, right there, and I thank God for him..
FINALLY, after hours and another breathing treatment, I was able to leave. I was wiped out at this point, and just wanted to sleep...
Alas, it occurred to me...I couldn't get back home. I was snowed out...so me and my mom went to my grandmother's, and attempted to get a hold of my dad and brother who were still trapped back at the house. After much planning, we decided that they could use four-wheel drive to get down while the sun was still up, and they were on their way. With things settling down, I went to sleep for a really long time.
For the next few days, we stayed at my grandmother's, our electricity still off and out house still snowed down. Even at her house, her internet and cable were down, so we were reduced to watching movies and whatever else. In the long run, I at least got rested back to health, and was able to get about eight pages of my McCrea comic done (including bios and covers).
ANYWAY, I'm finally healthy, and JUST NOW got back home to internet access, so I wanna tell you guys I missed you. XD Yeah...so things will be a bit behind while I get everything checked and stuff...
I'M JUST GLAD TO BE ALIVE AND HERE. I love you guys so much...
BTW, Heretic's Fork is finally up and running, go check it out: http://hereticsfork.thecomicseries.com/ I'M NOT POSTING ANY OF IT HERE, YOU'LL HAVE TO GO THERE TO READ IT.