This next post was GOING TO BE about my LiveStrong adventure but current events, that seem to happen in threes, have surpassed that post…more on LiveStrong later.
I could probably count on one hand how many times I have called 9-1-1 and actually had to say more than “this is a non-emergency”.
This week I haven’t called 9-1-1 at all but some of my closest friends & family members have.
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Sunday night, after 24 hours of a raging migraine The Mommy finally called 9-1-1 because of strange visual symptoms. In summary, about 5 minutes later she could have been living any firefighter fantasy she may have had because three hurkin dudes in boots and suspenders were standing over the bed.
But, she had a headache, so instead they took her to the ER in an ambulance for some pictures…of her brain. All pictures came back normal.
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At noon on Monday I took The Little Mermaids to Monya’s house for some splashing about while The Mommy had an acupuncture treatment. Incidentally, acupuncture proved mostly successful today she has taken full custody of The Urchins The Little Mermaids and at last check was somewhere near 20% of the pain experienced prior to the treatment.
On the way home from lunch La Grande Mermaid stuck her head between the bars on Wells Bridge for a better look at the fishies and got stuck.
One 9-1-1 call, three wrong bridges, plenty of worried 6 yr old tears, and two bright-red ears later the police department successfully extracted her from the clutches of the Wells street troll.
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Then today, I get a call from my riding-commute buddy, let’s call him The Prosecutor. We were scheduled to meet at 05:45 and he informed me at 05:35 that he had a flat. I rode on and arrived at work in a timely fashion.
The Prosecutor’s next call, at about 08:00, was from the emergency room where he reported a not-so-soft landing onto the sidewalk, from his Specialized road-bike, at speed – whereby he has likely suffered a separated shoulder.
That is three and therefore this concludes our test of the emergency responder system.
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Holy Mother of Pearl Lief. The good news is that is your lifetime limit!! No more!! Hope your girls are doing much better now 🙂
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La Grande Mermaid is a pearl. She was brave, and when the aid personnel asked for her Name, address and telephone number she was alert and prepared. In fact she knew her phone number so fast, that the aid person said to her something akin to “you will need to know that number slower for me”.
The Little Mermaid showed her mettle too, she was worried for her sister but held fast to Monya and did just exactly what she was told — at least until after LGM was free of all encumbrances.
All that on a sunny Monday on “Mulberry Street”.
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