I won’t be doing that again (Scary)
It’s about time to put the Bee traps up again, so there are 11 traps that have to go up.
Only one of them goes up without the use of a ladder, so Mrs Bear was going to put that one up.
So she goes out there with the trap, and she couldn’t find the Hanger screw where I told her it was.
I figured it must be there, so I wanted to go check for myself.
I didn’t know if I could go out there & back without dragging an oxygen line through the front door, so I did a little test.
I put my Oximeter on my finger to do a test.
It read 98% with the oxygen on.
I took it off & waited.
After 1 minute it was at 96%.
After 2 minutes it was 94%
Then 93%, 92%, 92%, 93%,94%, 93%, 92%, 93%. All in about 7 minutes total.
So I figure it will only take me about 3 minutes to go to there, find the screw, and come back, so What the Hey.
So Mrs Bear was busy on the computer, in the loft, so I removed my oxygen line, and I go over to the door, open it, go out & close the door.
Then I walk across the front porch, past my generator, 2 rocking chairs, right past where my Smoker used to be, and over to the end of the porch, behind the Weber Gas Grill.
The screw wasn’t there, like Mrs Bear said——Those guys who painted my house must have removed it & never put that one back in.
So now I only have to get back, so I start walking, Uh Oh, this doesn’t feel right—I know this feeling——It’s like being Drunk & staggering (Been There—Done That). I grabbed the railing, but it got worse.
I’m doing everything I can to stay upright, left the railing with the front door knob as my next target-Got it. Open door, holding onto the knob. Closed the door with both hands & a shoulder. Still holding the knob to keep me on my feet.
The closest place to sit was Mrs Bear’s chair, so that’s my next destination. (About 8’ away)
I let go of the door knob, and off I go——Then it was like somebody turned the lights off.
I went down, I think on one knee at first, but I’m not sure, but I know I hit my head on the floor. Everything else is cloudy, until I realized I was on the floor.
The oxygen tubing was laying right next to me, so I pulled it all the way from my chair, over past the coffee table, to me, and Stuck the Cannula in my nose.
Then I laid my head down on Mrs Bear’s chair awhile, because now I’m on my knees, until the Oxygen cleared my head enough to actually know what’s going on. I sat on her chair a couple minutes, before making it back to my own. I called Mrs Bear down & told her what just happened, at least the parts I could remember. She said, Now you know not to do that any more!!
I won’t be doing that any more. The way I figure it, When just sitting on my recliner, doing absolutely nothing physically, my Oxygen saturation can stay slightly above the danger area without any supplemental oxygen. But anything more than a 15’ or 20’ walk is too much to do without Oxygen.
Now I know!
So I'm Still Here!!
Bear
