HOW WE’RE SAVING EACH OTHER
Aug 27, 2020
3 minutes
As told to Beth Young
Kellie Devlin, 53, Geelong, Vic
Sipping my coffee at the kitchen sink, pain ripped through my left leg.
I feel like I’ve been shot!
I panicked.
Dropping the cup, coffee splattered as I crumpled to the ground.
Am I having a stroke?
I worried, as my limb went numb.
My hubby, John, a truckie, had already left for work and I needed an ambulance.
‘Baby, please get Mummy’s phone,’ I sobbed to our nine-year-old, Daisy.
At hospital, I had an X-ray, then I was discharged
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