This Is Going To Be Uncomfortable…
I had called 911 as I thought I was having a heart attack.
Turned out to be “supraventricular tachycardia”…my heart was racing at over 200 beats a minute and had been doing so for over half an hour.
The interesting thing was how they “fixed” it.
The ambulance EMT put in an IV line and started filling a syringe.
“This is going to be really uncomfortable” he repeated at least three times.
I wasn’t caring much at that point because I was already “really uncomfortable”.
The EMT didn’t lie, nor did he exaggerate.
Whatever he injected into me makes your heart “pause” so it can reset.
For about three seconds I thought I’d been put down like a sick pet.
It was really, really, uncomfortable.
Almost immediately, my heart went back to normal.
They ran a number of blood tests at the ER to make sure I was stable and sent me home.
A couple of observations…
It was surreal to be treated as a potentially infected thing rather than a person in need.
The firefighters who arrived first were masked and gloved and took my temperature before even asking my name.
They took it twice more before the ambulance arrived.
The EMT’s were masked and gloved and took my temperature again.
The masked and gloved folks in the hospital took it twice more.
I had three EKG’s and even through all the protective equipment, you could tell that no one wanted to touch me.
Normally, I would have been held overnight for observation, but they wanted me out of there now.
I was a bit wobbly on my feet as I left, but they did not put me in a wheelchair, but did make me sanitize my hands twice on the way out in case I touched something.
I was grateful that no one ran in front of me shouting “unclean, unclean!”…
I was picked up by my peeps who had to wait outside the empty ER in the parking lot the whole time I was there.
The true cost of the coronavirus is not just our health, jobs, and personal freedoms, but our humanity.
It’s finishing the job we started with all our other divisions that have made it so easy to dehumanize someone with a label.
It has exacerbated our divisions and given us new reasons to hate each other.
We’re running as hard and out of control as my heart was.
There will have to be a “shot” to reset” us as a society…I don’t know what that will be, but it’s going to be really uncomfortable…it may feel like death.
Those who follow Jesus should have some wisdom to offer then, if they’re not busy shooting at someone else…