I was a widow for 20 minutes. Let me explain: On February 23, 2026, my husband Freddy suffered a cardiac arrest. We were sitting in the living room after running some errands and relaxing. He got a phone call—Freddy always talks with his speaker on. I noticed I could hear the other person, but Freddy wasn’t answering. I looked over at him and knew he was in trouble. I gave him a couple of smacks and told him to snap out of it, but I saw his eyes and heard him take his last breath.
I knew I had to act fast, so I unlocked the door for the EMTs, called 911, and started CPR. It seemed like an hour before the ambulance arrived, but it was only about 8 minutes. Doing CPR is exhausting, but the 911 dispatcher kept telling me not to stop—and I wasn’t going to. When the EMTs arrived, they took over, doing CPR for about 15 minutes and shocking him three times. Finally, I heard them say, 'He has a pulse.' He passed again on the way to the hospital, but they brought him back. The arteries in his heart were completely blocked, and he never showed any symptoms. After days in the ICU, he was transferred to another hospital for a quadruple bypass. The surgery went well, and after two weeks, he is finally coming home today.
Freddy is unable to work now, and I receive a small disability check after overcoming two brain tumors myself. We have a long road ahead, but Freddy is still with us, and I know we have the power and strength to get through this. The bills are piling up, and we need help covering medical bills, household expenses, gas for doctor appointments, and car payments so Freddy can get to his appointments. Any support you can give would mean the world to us as we navigate this difficult time. Thank you for helping us keep moving forward.
I knew I had to act fast, so I unlocked the door for the EMTs, called 911, and started CPR. It seemed like an hour before the ambulance arrived, but it was only about 8 minutes. Doing CPR is exhausting, but the 911 dispatcher kept telling me not to stop—and I wasn’t going to. When the EMTs arrived, they took over, doing CPR for about 15 minutes and shocking him three times. Finally, I heard them say, 'He has a pulse.' He passed again on the way to the hospital, but they brought him back. The arteries in his heart were completely blocked, and he never showed any symptoms. After days in the ICU, he was transferred to another hospital for a quadruple bypass. The surgery went well, and after two weeks, he is finally coming home today.
Freddy is unable to work now, and I receive a small disability check after overcoming two brain tumors myself. We have a long road ahead, but Freddy is still with us, and I know we have the power and strength to get through this. The bills are piling up, and we need help covering medical bills, household expenses, gas for doctor appointments, and car payments so Freddy can get to his appointments. Any support you can give would mean the world to us as we navigate this difficult time. Thank you for helping us keep moving forward.
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