A hush fell over the room, then nervous chatter and they all stared at the now closed doors to the Hospice room. That was the first down beat to an otherwise, fantastic evening!
REB was transferred him from the wheelchair, which they literally had kicked out of the way and it was sent careening into the corner of the room and now lay on its side against the wall, to the bed, by skilled and practiced hands as they worked frantically to keep him alive!
He had regained consciousness, but was now wheezing and shaking uncontrollably and in obvious pain! Veronica injected drugs into his IV, but he wasn’t immediately, responding. A couple of other ladies with nursing experience also jumped in to the Frey, in an effort to stabilize him. Slowly, he started to improve to the point, where the nurse
