Last night, I was on my back patio and saw my neighbor, Tina, in her hot tub. I should preface with the fact that her and her son, Jake, have been our neighbors for about 11 years. Although Tina (who I think is in her mid 40s) tends to keep to herself quite a bit, but we still talk to her sometimes and we've been good friends with Jake since he was 4 years old. My hubby has been a bit of a father figure to him since Jake's father had many problems, went to jail shortly after they moved in and hasn't been in his son's life much since he was a boy.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was on the back patio last night and saw Tina in her hot tub and because we'd seen her black lab, Stever, humorously climb in an out of it the other day, I was considering being a bit of a joker and going to the fence to ask her if she was enjoying her hot tub and if Stever was in with her, but I didn't. My hubby came downstairs and was telling me something rather loudly and I shushed him, telling him that Tina was relaxing in her hot tub so we shouldn't talk too loud so she could relax. She's a single mom and her boyfriend is only in town one week out of the month and he was here last week but is gone again.
So we saw Tina get out of the hot tub and saw Jake come outside to talk to her, nothing unusual, and they both went inside. About five minutes later we heard some unusually loud vehicles out front and hubby went to look and there was a fire engine with its lights on in front of our house.
Naturally, we went outside to see what was happening and saw not only the fire engine, but an ambulance and three sheriff vehicles as well. They were at Tina's house.
We were talking with the neighbors wondering what was happening when the EMTs came running out of the house to grab the gurney out of the ambulance and went running back in. Then Jake came out and we went to talk to him and he said that Tina had experienced strong pain in her chest while she was in her hot tub and she went inside. Then he said she tried to go upstairs and collapsed. He called 911, thus all the emergency vehicles. The poor fella looked like he was in shock but luckily there were a lot of neighbors around to help take care of him and Stever and one, Andrea, who put Jake in her car and followed the ambulance to the hospital.
Sadly, when they wheeled her out of the house, they had her intubated, were breathing for her, and had a CPR pump around her chest.
Things calmed down and we went back in to the house. About an hour later the sheriff came to our front door and rang the bell. He gave us her house keys, saying that Stever was in a crate in the house and wasn't sure that he should be and could we go over and make sure everything was ok and that Stever was taken care of. He also told me that Tina at that point had been brought back to life four times.
So hubby and I went over to the house and turned off the hot tub, put the cover on, checked the house and let Stever out of his indoor crate. The poor thing was so scared and I spent about 15 minutes sitting on the floor with him trying to calm him down and telling him everything was ok. He eventually calmed down enough that we felt comfortable leaving him. We found where they kept his food and put some outside, put him outside, made sure he had plenty of water and decided we'd leave him there and would keep our bedroom window open in case we heard him in distress during the night.
We got up this morning and no sound from Stever and Jake's not home. The lights are still on in the house the way we left them last night, but Stever seems gone from the yard. Maybe the neighbor who took Jake to the hospital came and got him, I don't know. Or it could be Tina's brother or father that went to the house overnight.
So I'm keeping my eye on the house today. I have the house and car keys and am anxious to hear about Tina and if she's ok. I'm also anxious to see how Jake is doing. It's been such a difficult time and hubby and I are so worried about their little family. Jake is only 15 and it can't be time for him to lose his mother.
I just needed to post this because I'm so worried today about what has happened to our neighbors of so long and hope and pray that things turn out well and she's back home soon, recovering and back to old self in time.
Remember Ron's post about how things can change so quickly after a good friend of his passed away suddenly? This reminded me of that post and the Eagles song, "In a New York Minute" - cherish life because things can change without warning in the blink of an eye.
Thanks for listening.