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Wednesday, June 27, 2007UPDATE ON THE LITTLE GREY HAIRED OLD LADY - aka - GRANDMAAfter doing a spot of retail therapy in Marina Mall recently, Grandma said she felt light-headed. We'd stopped at Cafe Lips for a rejuvenating coffee, before setting off for home. Unlike her, she rested her head on her arms for a few minutes. She was in a cold sweat & said that she didn't think she could walk to the taxi rank. I am truly blessed to know the Manager of Marina Mall, so I gave him a quick call to ask if he could organise me a wheelchair for Grandma. Within minutes, the wheelchair arrived, but Grandma's condition seemed to be deteriorating rapidly. Her light-headedness progressed into a small siezure & she lost consciousness for a short while. I asked the Manager of Cafe Lips to please call an ambulance for me. Whilst he was doing this, Grandma had another siezure & I have to admit, it scared the crap out of me. I thought she'd had a stroke. Several minutes passed (which felt like hours) before Grandma sort of came back to earth. Her eyes were glazed over & she couldn't seem to move from the slumped position she was in. She definitely wasn't with it, that much I do know. With the aid of the cafe manager, the mall head of security & a mall guard, we eventually managed to get Grandma into a wheelchair & down to the basement parking level, where the ambulance had just pulled in. She was seen to initially in the privacy of an office & then transported to the ambulance. Her blood pressure was dangerously low. She was put on an IV of saline & then taken to sheikh khalifa medical city. Over the following 5hrs, poor grandma was poked & prodded, x-rayed & scanned. The doctors were incredibly thorough. Blood tests revealed nothing, the chest x-ray was clear & a CAT scan revealed 2 brain cells swimming around in a big open space, so all was normal there. A Specialist in Internal Medicine examined her & told us that in all probability, there wasn't enough blood getting to Grandma's brain. Her bronchial tubes were constricted, which wasn't helping her oxygen levels, so she was ORDERED to cut down on smoking. By the time she was discharged, Grandma was just about back to her old self & apologising for all the fuss she'd created. We told her to get off the cross, cos some other poor bugger needed the wood. She is now forbidden to smoke in her room & has also been grounded. For once, she's actually admitted she doesn't want to do anything, except rest. She can potter about in the apartment, but she's no longer allowed to help with the housework. (Bugger, I'll have to employ a slave now.) (If any of the anti-smoking brigade want to climb in, do me a favour & use your energy elsewhere. Grandma has been smoking for nigh on 50yrs & she has made the choice of quality over quantity. It's HER life & HER choice.) I would like to thank Nadeem, as well as the Manager of Lips Cafe, the Chief of Security, the Ambulance Service & finally all the staff & doctors at sheikh khalifa medical city. You are all stars in every sense of the word. Mike & I are eternally grateful for your attention, concern & help. To the gathering of females who sat gawking open-mouthed, at the next table to us in Cafe Lips: Next time, take a fucking photo. It lasts a hellova lot longer than staring.  
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