Pg 33 - My Life

Well I am finding a few minutes to try and blog a little bit.  Let’s see where was I?

Let me go back to taking care of my father in law with his Alzheimer’s. This is a real tough job for any
family member to do. One of the hardest things is to see your father going through a child like state and not even know who you are. During the time of taking care Grandpa Joe, Jimmy went through a lot of
times of being aggravated with this, and remorse for getting upset.  After we got dad in a day care we found out about respite care.  This is where you can put your loved one in a nursing home for a few days so you can rest or just get a break from this 24hr – 7 day a week job. We decided that we needed to get away and just be with each other. So we planned a trip to Cancun, Mexico. 

We did this trip through Apple vacations which include flight, hotel and food.  We really did need a break and be Jimmy and Marie again.  The hotel was beautiful and had four restaurants to eat free from inside. The beach was just outside of the pool of the hotel with sand so white and an ocean so blue and full of waves.

The first thing we did was parasailing.  This was not an easy task to get my husband to do.  He is not as adventurist as I am, and at first when I saw the man selling tickets for the parasailing my husband told me no.  I was really disappointed, and I was afraid this trip was going to be another Paris trip where Jimmy’s heart was not in it. Jimmy saw the look in my eyes and how disappointed I looked, and without me saying a word he called to the guy and next thing I know we are being hooked up in a two person suit. I will never forget Jimmy’s first words as we ran with the string from the boat pulling us up from the beach.  “Marie what did you get me into.”  He was not happy. But once we were sailing in the sky and he saw how beautiful the worldn looked below him, he changed his mind and told me thank you.  This started a whole new trend for him on this little weekend getaway. 
  
We found an apple tour guide and decided to take a tour for both Saturday and Sunday. On Saturday we went to Chimuch, a journey back in time with the Mayan village. We saw how the sad the people lived and had to pay Paso’s to use a toilet that flushed.  We hiked in the forest, swam in an underground cavern called a Chimuch Cave where the water was crystal clear.We experienced rappelling, zip lining, kayaking, and ate a typical Mayan lunch. Next we went to Coba and rode bikes to the second highest temple in the Yucatan Peninsula, and climbed up the ancient ruins. 

This was a day I would never forget. I call it being at the right place at the right time.  We were standing with Mayan people that talk Spanish and  some white people like us in a forest where there was a cliff at least fifty feet if not more tall so that we could do our rappelling and zip lining. I remember asking the tour guide if they had a 911 system and how it works and he just laughed at me and said no.  I asked him if they had ambulances and he laughed again asking all of us in the van if we were ready for an adrenalin rush.

All of a sudden a mother started yelling, “Help, my child! Help, my child!” over and over again.  I ran to the end of the cliff and below was a small child, maybe five years old lying face down at the bottom.

I tried to tell anyone and everyone who was listening I was a medic and that I needed to get down there. No one understood what I was saying so the father of the child yelled that I was a nurse  before the men lead me the way down the old steep stone stairs to the child. 

As I got closer to the child my guide actually took me by the shoulder and picked me up and told me I had to go back up that too many people were down there. The father screamed “She’s a nurse,” again, before the guide would let me pass.  The father ran with me to the small child laying so still in the only small patch of grass there. As I reached the child I felt his neck, and yes there was a pulse. Next the child started to cry. I was so happy to hear that sound.  I held C-spine and started barking out orders to these men standing around me.  I was a little scared as I watched some blood running on the ground by the child’s head. 

I yelled that I needed something straight to lay the child on and they found a long board. The father and I very carefully rolled the child around, setting the child on the board and all I could see were big brown eyes peering up at me and a loud scream.  The child had a huge laceration to his head but everything else seemed alright.   I barked out orders again telling the men I needed soft to put to each side of his face to keep his face in position and the men took of their shirts for me to roll up.  I told them I needed to strap the boy down and the men took off their belts.  

Carefully the men picked up the board with the child strapped on it and brought the child up the steep slippery rock steps.  The child was doing well.  He would look at me and cry and squeeze my hands and push his feet any time I asked.   

The guide was correct in laughing at me I guess when I asked about an ambulance. They did not have one. So now we had to figure out how we were going to bring this child to a hospital that was far away. 
Someone with a hatch back volunteered to bring the boy and his parents to the hospital so the board was laid into the car sticking out the back.  We got a call later that day stating that the boy was alright after all.

I do believe in angles because to the right of this child was a pond of water and to the left of this child were huge rocks. There were trees all around him, yet he fell in the only little patch of grass there was.

Ha Ha and I said I wasn’t going to write today.  Well I can’t promise I will write tomorrow but I will try. This is all for today. Remember that God is watching you ALWAYS.  P.S. these are the pictures of the place where the child fell.

Jimmy

Marie