Liz Ortiz

I woke up one morning to my mom yelling down the stairs that my dad had collapsed and she couldn't move him. My brother Philip and I ran up the stairs. We found our dad wedged with his neck caught on the edge of the tub. We quickly moved him so he could breathe better. I said a quick prayer that the Lord would give him strength to get up. About 30 minutes later he had the strength to get up. We assisted him to bed and kept a close eye on him for the next 24 hours, afraid that