Auto Pilot

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It is amazing how deafening the ring of the telephone can be when it penetrates the silence of the morning. Such was the case with here the morning of Thursday, July 23rd.

“Beverly?” the voice on the other end of the phone said.

The calm I had been feeling since I woke up was shattered. It was the doctor from the hospital –“I’m sorry Beverly, your mom has gone unresponsive, we believe she has had a massive stroke – I need to know if she goes into cardiac arrest if”…  I did not let him finish.

Mom has signed papers; they should be in the computer. I will be there as soon as I can.

That wonderful thing called auto pilot had kicked in.

Somehow I managed to phone Jamie at work and arrange for him to come home right away. I phoned my 3rd daughter and arranged for her to come here after work and for my eldest daughter to come here right away. I made breakfast for my grand-daughter who was staying over – phoned my dad and arranged to pick him up. I dashed of an email to my wonderful friend and boss and let her know what was going on so she would not wonder where I was. I got dressed for the day – combed my hair, brushed my teeth, fed the dogs, making sure they had lots of water. I held it together …

The hour long drive to the hospital is gone from my memory as I sat in the backseat while Jamie drove with my dad sitting beside him… I remember nothing more of the drive…

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4 CommentsLeave a comment

  1. Sending you love and hugs, Truddle…

  2. I remember getting the call, and then being there….I have no memory of getting there, I even took a minute to try and remember how I got there. the angels were with us that day

  3. ((Beverly))

  4. Robin — Thank you

    Teri — they still are

    Shawn — Thank you


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