My husband sadly died last week and today is his funeral. It is 5.00 am and I have been up since 4.00 am, I am writing these comments because I don't have to think about things and cry all the time and this helps to take my mind of what I have facing me today.
My husband had COPD, Bronchiectasis and was on 24 hours a day oxygen. I was his 24/7 carer, up and down all the time and through the night which was exhausting, I was checking on him all the time, I dreaded getting a shower as he was on his own for half an hour, even using the toilet was a rush. I bought a Bell he could ring, but when he was having trouble breathing he hadn't the strength to ring it.
SO, I decided to buy two Walkie Talkies, they have been absolutely life-savers both for me and my husband. We wore them all the time, when he stayed in bed a bit longer in the morning, I could go down, take the dog out and just press a button and say, Mother-ship to Fathership are you okay, he only had to press a button and say yes. I have lost count of the times he pressed the button when I was doing something and he just said, 'help me', I could get to him and see he was having a breathing 'do', get his nebuliser and Salbutamol and wait until he started breathing again normally. I could do the gardening, clean the outside windows, let the dog into the garden etc. make the beds, in fact do anything I could not do before because I was in and out checking on him all the time.
The last day on which he was taken into hospital was the 29th August, at 4 pm. 15 months after his last hospital visit, thanks to Azithromycin, our sons were coming for tea with our grandchildren. I was upstairs with him getting him washed and ready to come down. I had just made him a cup of tea and then I went down to get tea ready. Two minutes later the Walkie Talkie went off, 'help me,' I ran upstairs and he said, get an ambulance. He was taken into hospital and sadly died the day after from Pneumonia, Acute respiratory failure and carbon dioxide poisoning. Because I had just been upstairs only minutes before, I would not have gone up for another 10 minutes to bring him downstairs and he could have died alone gasping for breath, but because of the Walkie Talkies I was able to get the ambulance which was there in 5 minutes, get him into hospital and stay with him the rest of the day, all night and the day after until he died very peacefully in my arms with all his family around him telling him how much he was loved.
So, to all you Carers please get a Walkie Talkie, if you are looking after someone who needs constant care and is able to press a button, it gives you peace of mind when you have to answer the door, go to the toilet, make a meal, hang washing out etc. etc. as you are in constant touch with them, my husband could not have used the mobile phone whilst having a breathing 'do', but he could press the button on the side of the Walkie Talkie.
My grandchildren loved to talk to him using the Walkie Talkies and their mums and dads had explained to them what had happened to their granddad. They came to see me the other day and the youngest asked for the Walkie Talkie to talk to his grandad, he knew he was no longer with us and he was a star in the sky, but he still thought he could talk to him on the handsets., which was heartbreaking,