Jere was just getting started this morning on our weekend projects, moving a few toys out of the way and surveying the job before him. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEP went the pager. He looked at me with a helpless expression and hurried for his radio to respond. With stricken faces, the boys followed me into the house. "Mama, are you on call? Mama, please you go! I don't want Daddy to leave! I want to help Daddy." they pleaded, holding the "nail aprons" they were just preparing to put on to help Daddy with his project. I had to explain to them--once again--that someone got hurt and Daddy has to go help them. I couldn't go this time for various reasons, and they were in tears as Jere took off out the driveway to the rescue. All anyone else sees are the flashing red lights, the compassionate faces of the EMTs hovering over their patient, the piles of medical gear, the official looking bright blue vests. If you would have a medical emergency and need an ambulance, does it take a second thought, wondering if an ambulance will even show up? Today, many ambulances are staffed by full-time, paid employees. But some of us volunteer, leaving projects and family at any odd moment to help others in need. Without any recompense but the grateful look of the patient if they're so kind to reward us at all, and the knowledge of a job well done. Here's a salute to the dedicated men and women who volunteer in EMS and fire!
So, the projects for today are currently on hold till Jere gets back from his run. The upside is, he takes the time off the job to be on call Fridays, so he has an extra day to work on our house--when he doesn't have a run. It's a nice excuse to have two at-home workdays in a weekend, at least. :-) And, we ARE glad we can be a blessing to those who are in trouble.
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