whoa

The craziest thing just happened.

I was out on my evening run when I saw a group of four people huddled around a person lying on the sidewalk. I stopped to see what was going on.

The guy lying on the sidewalk was having a medical emergency of some sort. The four people, one being a physician, and I determined that the guy was not drunk (no smell of alcohol whatsoever), was not having a heart attack or stroke, could not seem to use his limbs, and was mostly unresponsive. His eyes didn't seem to focus on anything. We tried to get his name, but we couldn't hear what he said. He was able to tell us that he was 40 years old.

The physician's wife called 911. When she informed the 911 dispatcher that the guy was a 40-year-old black man, the dispatcher pretty much assumed that the man was drunk and wanted to send a police car instead of an ambulance, so it was a bit of a fight just to get them to send paramedics.

When the paramedics arrived, they performed some tests, and determined the man was having a diabetic crisis. The five us talked amongst ourselves as we watched the paramedics do their thing. The physician, upon learning that I was considering going into medicine, took an interest and we had a really good conversation about medical schools and residencies, and he did his best to explain to me what the paramedics were doing, things that tend to happen in diabetic emergencies, and problems that this guy could have as a result of prolonged lack of glucose.

It was awesome (apart from the emergency, of course).

I felt calm and ready the entire time.

This experience may have sealed the deal for me.

We'll see.

Much

I have a lot to write about...

...but I'm a bit exhausted at the mo'.

Things are happening.