A walk after hemiplegia

Excerpt

It was an early Saturday morning in the Himalayan kingdom after a hectic week of service as an intensivist. I was still asleep when I was startled by a loud voice full of agony: “please hurry... mom has suddenly stopped responding.” The housemaid came running to knock on the door of my bedroom. Before making sure it was not just a bad nightmare, I ran to my mom’s room and found her unresponsive. The housemaid uttered:“she was talking and walking just a few minutes back.” I trembled for a while and shouted for help, but neither I nor the housemaid knew who to call for help. We do not have effective emergency response systems. …