Quite a few times. One in particular sticks in my mind - both sad and bizarre.
In our previous house, in the days before mobile phones, both of our next door neighbours were elderly - Mrs A on one side and Mr B on the other. Mr B was in the habit of going around to Mrs A for a cup of tea in the early evening; one summer evening, he knocked on our door to say that Mrs A wasn’t answering when he rang the bell. He was concerned. Could I go round and check on her? I had a key, and so off I went.
I need to explain that the house was laid out such that if you went in the front door you could walk from room to room in a circle round the ground floor and end up back at the front door. I let myself in at the front door, calling out, and walked through the ground floor til I came to the kitchen. Mrs A was on the floor and cold to the touch.
I was a trained first aider in those days, and at the time we were taught that the very first thing you do, if you’re on your own, is to call 999 - so I kept on walking to get the the phone, which was almost back at the front door. I dialled 999
Call center: Police, ambulance or fire service?
Me: Ambulance. (Transferred)
Call center: How can I help you?
Me: My neighbour has collapsed, I need an ambulance.
Man standing behind me: I wouldn’t bother if I were you.
Me: What?
Call center: What?
Man standing behind me: I wouldn’t bother if I were you.
Me: Who the fuck are you?
Call center: [Started yelling at me]
Man standing behind me: I’m her doctor. She’s been dead for some time.
Me: (To the call center) Look, you better talk to this guy. (Hands the phone over)
The doctor was then bollocked as a timewaster for a solid five minutes for his trouble. It turns out that Mrs A had been unwell during the day, and he had made a house call as a result. He was concerned enough that he decided to call in again on his way home, saw the door was open, let himself in, and had basically followed me round the house in a circle until he found me on the phone.
FWIW: from the position in which I found her, I’m sure that Mrs A was dead (or as good as) when she hit the floor. So that’s a little comfort - I was able to tell her daughter that it must have been very quick.
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