We had a scare last night. Dad wanted to try their bed in the bedroom, as it had worked for about 4 hours the night before. He and Mom were there alone, and he got short of breath lying down. He stood up while mom was in the living room briefly, and fell. He was acutely short of breath, lying on the floor and Mom called us for help. It took Erin 7 minutes to get across town, but Jordan and Noelle got there first. It came in handy to have a strong young grandson, and Dad got lifted back into bed. His breathing was extremely labored for quite awhile. By the time I got there, he was in the recliner, but still really working to breathe. It was so hard to see. Melissa came home from Brookings and stayed there last night.
It answered the question of which is worse, sleepy or short of breath. The answer is definitely short of breath is worse.
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