When we got off the ship and to the car, we decided to head over to Miami Beach for a little bit to play in the Ocean. I drove and Scott was supposed to give me directions, but instead decided to call his mom and let her know that we were off the ship now and back in phone range.
Scott's brother Kent answered the phone and Scott was surprised to hear his voice. Kent told Scott they had been trying all weekend to get ahold of us. The trailer behind mom had caught on fire that Friday night, and mom was panicky trying to find and save her cats. Jackie and Craig live close by and realized the sirens were close to mom's and went to check it out. It was a good thing they did! They helped mom get the cats and got her out of her trailer. By the time they got her out, mom wasn't feeling too good, and was clammy and dizzy. Jackie helped her find a spot close by and got her to lay down to relax a bit, then went to grab one on the paramedics that had answered the call. Mom was having a major heart attack, and had actually died for a short period. They were able to use the paddles and get her back, thank heavens.
It was a good thing the paramedic was there to help, as we almost lost her. She ended up in the hospital for close to a week and was released. As Kent was telling Scott what had happened, Scott was sheet white, and speechless. I could tell something was seriously wrong. When he got off the phone he was having a panic attack.
I somehow found the beach without Scott's help, and we walked on the beach for a short time. Scott didn't even go in the water.I went in the water to see if I could find any pretty shells to take home, and after about 10 minutes we left and went back to Fort Lauderdale to the hotel. Scott called his mom and spoke with her for a little bit. She sounded okay, so Scott settled down a little bit. We flew back home a couple of days later, and Scott flew out to New York the next day to spend a couple of weeks with his mom and help take care of her when she got out of the hospital.
She has had a pacemaker put in since then and still is as lively as ever! At 83(?) years of age she still goes out and dances!
The pictures here are of Miami Beach area, what little we saw since Scott was really having a hard time dealing with the fact that he had almost lost his mom.
Scott's brother Kent answered the phone and Scott was surprised to hear his voice. Kent told Scott they had been trying all weekend to get ahold of us. The trailer behind mom had caught on fire that Friday night, and mom was panicky trying to find and save her cats. Jackie and Craig live close by and realized the sirens were close to mom's and went to check it out. It was a good thing they did! They helped mom get the cats and got her out of her trailer. By the time they got her out, mom wasn't feeling too good, and was clammy and dizzy. Jackie helped her find a spot close by and got her to lay down to relax a bit, then went to grab one on the paramedics that had answered the call. Mom was having a major heart attack, and had actually died for a short period. They were able to use the paddles and get her back, thank heavens.
It was a good thing the paramedic was there to help, as we almost lost her. She ended up in the hospital for close to a week and was released. As Kent was telling Scott what had happened, Scott was sheet white, and speechless. I could tell something was seriously wrong. When he got off the phone he was having a panic attack.
I somehow found the beach without Scott's help, and we walked on the beach for a short time. Scott didn't even go in the water.I went in the water to see if I could find any pretty shells to take home, and after about 10 minutes we left and went back to Fort Lauderdale to the hotel. Scott called his mom and spoke with her for a little bit. She sounded okay, so Scott settled down a little bit. We flew back home a couple of days later, and Scott flew out to New York the next day to spend a couple of weeks with his mom and help take care of her when she got out of the hospital.
She has had a pacemaker put in since then and still is as lively as ever! At 83(?) years of age she still goes out and dances!
The pictures here are of Miami Beach area, what little we saw since Scott was really having a hard time dealing with the fact that he had almost lost his mom.
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