If you watch programmes like 24 Hours in A&E then no doubt you’ve found yourself thinking what you would do if placed into similar scenarios, particularly if it was a close family member in a life threatening situation.
So it came as somewhat of a shock to find my own life threatened just over a month into 2015 and a couple of years before I’ve managed to reach at least my fiftieth birthday.
Obviously it’s only with the benefit of hindsight that you come to understand the level of threat involved and I am sitting here now a week on from the original incident feeling very grateful I live at this time and place and for a succession of lovely people who did their respective jobs efficiently and effectively.
Anyway, in retrospect there were some warning signs during the previous few days before the fateful morning – an abnormal shortness of breath, particularly when going up stairs but put down to a cold bug that’s been going around the family.
On this morning it was a lot worse prompting me to call the local surgery in hope of a quick appointment. As luck would have it there was a virtually immediate slot available but I needed to get there within 15 minutes. It was during those frantic few minutes of getting ready to go out that I was a few short breaths away from asking my wife to call for a paramedic and it was also very clear that what I was experiencing was far from normal and that I was very much in unknown territory.



