I just wanted to say that I've been where they were. I wasn't a child, I was 30, so I understood more what was happening. But I was the one who called the ambulance when my father collapsed - he'd collapsed over 24 hours earlier but I'd just found him. His blood sugar level when he got to the hospital was over 30, his kidneys had pretty much failed, he was confused and incoherent. I can never properly express my gratitude to the paramedics. Between the two of them they spent as much time calming me down and making me feel better as they did actually treating myy father. Partly this was because they needed me calm so I could give them the information the needed; mostly it was because once they were there and I knew I could, I fell to pieces. Even as young as they were the children would have known you were helping their mother, and that means more than you can know. I don't even know their names and in the weeks afterwards I didn't have the time or energy to thank them. But I will never forget them.