So much for my CPR. At least Charles died in the arms of someone he loved.
Charles' sister now owns his house.
She wants the toilet I installed in the 1990's replaced with a pressure boost toilet.
Should she just get a dual-flush toilet which are on sale at Home Depot and Lowe's?
Note: When I roto-rooted his sewer line, water always splashing at about 30 feet out reveals a low spot.
Alley is 75 out.
After helping Charles to his bathroom, when helping him out, he collapsed. I caught him. He wasaying that he was weak. "Charles, you relax and I'll take you to your bed."
I dragged him to his mattress on the floor and rolled him onto it.
"Charles, you are looking awfully pale."
No wonder - No breathing, no pulse.
I start CPR using a breathing mask I carry in the SUV.
(A few days earlier I had installed 5 cordless telephones in Charles' house in case he needed one nearby.)
Called 9-1-1 from the bedroom telephone.
9-1-1 asks his address.
I DON'T KNOW HIS ADDRESS! I have been to his house countless times, driving into his parking area from the alley.
I take the phone to the front of his house.
Knowing Charles, some or all of his numbers would have fallen off and I would have to figure out the best combination of the four numbers lying on the ground.
Luckily, they are all still on the wall and I remember his street name.
EMS arrives and attempts resuscitation. He is pronounced.