The pill in the bottle was just sitting on the counter. There was only one pill left. It was one of those pills that were hard to cut in half, if you tried it would crumble. The pill was for Debbie’s nerves. She had a major nervous condition. She had her prescription for more but never had them filled. She was getting real bad with her fears and nerves. She called the pharmacy, but they told her she had to bring the prescription in in order to have it filled. She tried to explain that she had a fear of leaving the house. They didn’t care. Her brother Roger was away with his family for the week, her mother was house bound and her father was dead. So she had no one to help her get her prescription filled.

Now she was real nervous that she only had one pill left and no way of getting more. She was also diabetic. So instead of taking her nighttime pill, she decided to east some sugar figuring it would make her tired enough to just fall asleep. But what happened instead was her sugar went up, she started to shake and sweat. Now she needed more then a calming pill. She needed a doctor. She just about made it to the phone and dialed 911. When they answered she tried to speak but her speech was slurred. She collapsed on the floor.

It must have been about 20 minutes when the doorbell rang. But no one answered it. They banged on the door, but again, no one came to the door. They went by the window and looked in. They saw someone laying on the floor buy the coffee table. They broke open the door and ran in. She was out, but still breathing. They put her on the stretcher and took her to the ambulance and headed off to the hospital. She normally wears an ID bracelet, but forgot to put it on in the morning. So she had no ID with her. So they took tests and got her stable. She laid in her hospital room for hours before she came to.

When she woke, everything looked strange to her. When she was able to focus, she started to scream. The nurse came running in and calmed her down. They explained what had happened to her. So they asked her her name, she said in a very nervous voice, “Debbie.” They asked, “Debbie what?” She replied, “Oh, um, Debbie something, uh, um, I think Harvey.” “Yes, that’s my name, Debbie Harvey.” The nurse said, “calm down Debbie, we will take good care of you.” Debbie said, “why am I not home? I need to be home, I cannot leave the house.” She said this in a panic. They had to sedate her to calm her down.