About fourteen years ago I was a total wreck, suffering with extreme back pain. It controlled everything I did. My doctor at that time had me on Oxycontin it’s strongest dose allowed/recommended. That turned into a nightmare for me and my best friend. As I have written before he would come over to check on me and find me in the strangest places. I woke up each morning looking in the kitchen sink trying to determine what I had eaten the day before.
I finally reached a point where I voiced to my doctor and psychiatrist that I wanted to be weaned off of all my pain medications. During this time I had also used Fentanyl. Well I had a choice stay at home or voluntarily admit myself during this process.
It was nearing the time of me being discharged. My psychiatrist wanted an apointment with my best friend and me to have a plan in place once I left the mental health ward. The plan was I would no longer control my meds, instead my best friend would manage all of them. That is still in place even now in 2019.
Several years later I was having difficulties with mobility. Several times falling in my home and having to crawl to the phone to call my best friend. There were also times I needed help just getting out of bed. I have always had a phone by my bed, at the time I could not see the dial pad in the dark. To remedy this I went shopping – I wanted a phone that lit up in the dark, large buttons, and one with a button that I could push that would dial my best friend. I found one, bought it, and have it by my bed.
Those two plans were part of “in case of emergency” times.
I encourage you the reader if you do not have a “in case of emergency” plan to put one in place.
Be prepared, in case of emergency!