jdqm Posted September 7, 2006 Report Share Posted September 7, 2006 I have been crying all morning. I am so upset!When I went to Boston Medical Center on June 6 this year, I passed out in the cafeteria of the building next door. Since this was also a medical building, they ignored my husbands and my moms request to not call 911. I did get in to see him, and he tripled my daily midodrine.While I will not rehash that story it is important because when I finally did get into my appointment, my Dr. informed me he was taking my license away until I was not fainting for 6 months. I had already stopped driving by my own choice, because at the time I was fainting up to 3 times a day.I am so sad today. I passed out yesterday, and now I need to do 6 more months of not driving. I know it is my fault for overextending myself and that makes it worse. The kids began school Tuesday. I made an appointment for myself to go to the therapist. Not being able to drive, I took the Para transit van. I could do this I was sure. They have a wheelchair lift, so I just rolled up to the van, rode the lift and went to the Dr's. I even stayed in the chair rather than risk passing out during a transfer to another chair. The van picked me up and brought me home. That is when the problem began. I had no way to get the wheelchair into the house! I had forgotten to plan ahead to get into my house. I had 3 choices, the worst and easiest was leave the wheelchair on my front lawn, and go up the stairs bu** first. Next easiest was put the wheelchair into my minivan and still go up the stairs on my bu**. Last and hardest was to lift my wheelchair onto my porch. Wednesday I had some friends over for lunch. I knew I couldn?t clean, but I did want to sweep up the dog hair. Once I did and got out lunch, they took over and we ate. They were bringing me to a meeting we all needed to attend. This time, they took care of the wheelchair, and they were doing most of the pushing. When I got home, I took a nap. I was tired. My kids woke me up yelling? the bus driver won?t let Niko off the bus, you need to come out? I had been expecting him home, and had a bottle of Gatorade on the bed table. The kids scared me out of a sound sleep, and I jumped up. When I got to the door, I passed out. WhenI came to; I was half on my front porch, and half inside my front door. I hit both the screen door and the front door on my way down. My oldest said I bounced off the screen door, and hit the back door before I hit the floor. The only silver lining is that my DH has agreed to get a wheelchair ramp for the house. Until now he did not get that sometimes just standing up to go up the front stairs was enough. He felt that being in the wheelchair the rest of the time should be enough so I could get in the door myself. Now I just need to figure out how to get the $$ and the labor to build one. He was so adimate we didn?t need one, I never did any work on actually building it. JoyMom to 4 kidsBroc SDiT Teach your children well, they will decide your future! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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