The Wayne Kirby Story

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| March, 12 2020 | for James R. Herman, MD

On December 13, 1992, my husband Wayne was not feeling well. We had been in the process of moving to a new house, and I figured it was the beginning of the flu or exhaustion from trying to move and work. At 1 a.m., he woke up, went to the bathroom, passed a lot of blood and fainted. I called 911 first so the ambulance was on the way, and then I called Dr. Herman at home (who does that in the middle of the night?!) Somehow he got in touch with the ambulance responders and was in contact with them about Wayne's condition all the way to the hospital (there was virtually no blood pressure)--and he beat the ambulance to the hospital, waiting there on us when we arrived. He moved quickly to get blood in him--no time to wait on what type. Because of his quick actions, he saved Wayne's life. It turned out he had a bleeding ulcer over a blood vessel in his stomach, and it was spurting blood, draining him. Luckily the hospital was able to cauterize the spot and stop the bleeding. We are humbled and forever grateful for Dr. Herman--his expert care and his quick response. The outcome might have been much different without his services.