Paramedic Bro Finishes Mowing Old Man’s Lawn After He Passes Out Midway Through
My dad, born in 1929, won’t let us mow his lawn. He pushed too hard today and passed out. The neighbors saw and called 911.
He’s okay and refused to go to the hospital. My sister and I came as soon as we heard and while we were talking him back inside one of the EMTs put the gurney away and the other finished mowing the lawn!
I told him I would do that but he insisted!
He finished and even put the mower away.
Update on dad: We did get him to go to the hospital on Saturday. They kept him overnight and ran a lot of tests. Thanks for all the prayers and well wishes!
He was discharged last night and we just got back from a follow up visit with his doctor and he’s doing great.
He has also promised to let us mow the lawn from now on! Also, for those who made the suggestion, he already has a great riding lawn mower, but got this one last year so he could get more exercise!
This man was 87-years-old. Mowing his own lawn like a responsible red-blooded American. I hope to be this man. But I doubt it. Yesterday alone I dropped my laundry off to get washed and folded, ordered two meals from Seamless delivered directly to my door, I even tried to have sex by swiping right on a dating app. I have become completely reliant on outsourcing my problems, and if I was faced with the necessity to mow my lawn, my first question would likely be, “Isn’t there an app for that?” My grandfather would be rolling around in his grave right now if he found out that Ubered 2 miles uphill every day to get to work instead of walking my fat ass to the office with the two legs I haven’t lifted in 8 years. I hope this paramedic dropped that mower and nurtured this old man back to health because people like him are a breed on the verge of extinction.
“Grandpa, take a look at how many steps I’ve taken today on my FitBit!!”
[h/t Death and Taxes]