A Different Kind Of 911 Call - November 3rd, 2004 at 03:49 PM
Hi everyone ~
I thought perhaps you all could use a laugh on this rainy cold day. You are never going to believe this one, but 'tis true.
One night last spring I had to call 911 again. Oh, not for another heart attack, thank God, or for any other medical emergency. I had to call because I was trapped inside the pull-out bed!
When Maxi first returned home to live with me last May, he came home suddenly and his room wasn't quite prepared for him. So the first night I put him in the pull-out bed in the living room but he had a hard time sleeping in it.
The next night I put him in my bed and decided to use the pull-out in the living room myself.
All the times they've shown up here for life-saving emergencies, it had to have seemed ridiculous to them to be unsnaring me from a bed. :rolleyes: Maxi didn't help the silliness any when he chimed in, confused and half-asleep "Mommy, if you want to wake me, don't yell, just throw cold water on me!" I'll certainly keep that in mind, Maxi, if I am ever trapped someplace again.
Making the wise decision to never risk loveseat-turned-deathtrap again, my friends came over the next day and fixed up Maxi's room for him so he could have his room and I could have mine. Then I baked a special batch of chunky Toll House Cookies for the 911 guys and took it up to the Fire Station, which I heard later they loved very much.
When I'm not doing headstands inside my couch, I think the kid and I are doing pretty well.
Merme
I thought perhaps you all could use a laugh on this rainy cold day. You are never going to believe this one, but 'tis true.
One night last spring I had to call 911 again. Oh, not for another heart attack, thank God, or for any other medical emergency. I had to call because I was trapped inside the pull-out bed!
When Maxi first returned home to live with me last May, he came home suddenly and his room wasn't quite prepared for him. So the first night I put him in the pull-out bed in the living room but he had a hard time sleeping in it.
The next night I put him in my bed and decided to use the pull-out in the living room myself.
All the times they've shown up here for life-saving emergencies, it had to have seemed ridiculous to them to be unsnaring me from a bed. :rolleyes: Maxi didn't help the silliness any when he chimed in, confused and half-asleep "Mommy, if you want to wake me, don't yell, just throw cold water on me!" I'll certainly keep that in mind, Maxi, if I am ever trapped someplace again.
Making the wise decision to never risk loveseat-turned-deathtrap again, my friends came over the next day and fixed up Maxi's room for him so he could have his room and I could have mine. Then I baked a special batch of chunky Toll House Cookies for the 911 guys and took it up to the Fire Station, which I heard later they loved very much.
When I'm not doing headstands inside my couch, I think the kid and I are doing pretty well.
Merme