I just want to laugh when people say, "It must be nice to be married to a paramedic". He has NEVER been here when something happens. It's like Murphy's Law or something.
Bunk bed accident-gone
choking once again-gone
stick jabbed into foot-gone
burn from hot tea all over shoulder and chest-gone
Spray-n-Wash in eye including having the bottle slice Andrew's eyeball open-gone
And now the most recent. Rachel dropped off the girls so that they could go deliver blankets and such with the Salvation Army for the fire that is happening over in Mosier. When she came back, we were chatting while Hannah and Ann were crawling into the van (parked on a slight incline) when the van's sliding door slowly shut onto Ann. She stopped it with her eyebrow. I grabbed Mary(who was screaming) and Rachel grabbed Ann. We both looked at each other and tried not to freak when we saw her eyebrow. Blood was dripping down into her eye and you could see the meat on her eyebrow. She has about an inch and a half gash on her forehead. I told her I thought we should call 911 in case she had a head injury. Ann was so brave! So Eric and Rick came by ambulance (both are Steve's guys on his shift) and checked her out. They said that she would be fine to go up by private vehicle, but that she would definitely need stitches.
I called Paul this morning and he said he didn't get out of the ER until 10:30 p.m. I think it all happened around 6:30. She had to have several stitches and it was just a nightmare because she could see the needle coming at her face. Lots of screams and tears. He said it was one of the worst days of his parenting career. Poor guy!
So, once again, Steve is gone (driving the van for Hood to Coast relay) and I do not have my personal paramedic available to me. Nothing new there. Maybe one of these days...