Mr. Baumann’s doctors had warned him and his wife that he was at high risk for a heart attack. But when the attack actually came, Mrs. Baumann still wasn’t prepared. Gripped with shock, fear, and panic, she rode by her husband’s side in the ambulance, repeatedly crying.
At the hospital, the nurses had to pull Mrs. Baumann away from her husband so the doctors could examine him. After they had successfully stabilized his heart, Mrs. Baumann rushed down the hall to the telephones to call each of their seven children. With tears of exhaustion and relief, she told them of their father’s heart attack, assuring them that his condition was now stable.
But when Mrs. Baumann returned to her husband’s room, she gasped at the sight before her. Two nurses stood over her husband. Tubes ran in and out of his trembling body, and machines and monitors were humming and beeping. His face was bright red, and he was gasping for breath.
“What have you done to my husband?” she cried.
A stroke! On top of the heart attack! Mrs. Baumann couldn’t control her emotions. Overcome with grief and blinded by tears, she grabbed her husband’s head off the pillow. She held him tightly in her arms, calling out his name and kissing his lips.
At that very moment, the doctor walked in and demanded, “Mrs. Baumann, what do you think you’re doing?”
She turned to the doctor and hotly declared, “The question is, Doctor, what have you done to my husband?”
The doctor shook his head and chuckled, “Mrs. Baumann, that is not your husband!”
For a moment, Mrs. Baumann was so stunned she couldn’t speak. Then she looked more carefully at the man on the bed.