And I am freaking out, calling every number I know. Useless me!
Prince, meanwhile calm and composed again, tells me what to do. I follow his instructions like a robot. Zyrtec, for allergic reactions and 112. The ambulance arrives in no time, blue lights in the entrance and the night turns into a nightmare. I am in shock, holding Prince's hand. What he ate, the nurse is asking. Peanuts, Worcestershire sauce, cheese, tomatoes...He gets hooked to the oxygen pump, filled up with pure air, his facial color is returning just a bit. What is happening, I wonder. Do we still have that evil cloud over us? Can it not move on and make space for the sun? The blood pressure is way too high, but the calming words of the nurse and the oxygen slowly return his levels to normal. He is okay. Yes... thank you nurse, thank you god, thank you universe... The nurse suggests to take Prince to the hospital, to be on the safe side, but he feels fine and prefers to stay home. I am trying to convince him otherwise, but he refuses. The emergency team leaves and we just sit there, in our living room, staring at each other with a blank. SCARY. A brush with the other side... just here and now we realize how fragile this thing called L-I-F-E is... Hanging on a fine string, it only takes a wicked moment, to cut it...and that's that... How often do we say it, but how often do we really do it?
LIVE
Enjoy
SMILE
Dance
Share
KISS
Help
Cuddle
Embrace
Thank
Appreciate
Because today might be the last...
Sleeping with the lights on, like children trying to keep the bad monsters in the cupboards, we awake unrested and lost. All day I feel empty and like a Zombie. I need to run into Prince's office all the time, just to check, that he is okay, that he is there...
My resolutions of the past hours:
I will make it a priority to go and take a first aid lesson.
I will get an appointment to check our allergies.
ASAP.
No more drinking (that much)!
(If, knock wood, there ever would be an emergency again and I feel like doooda, I will be useless and helpless and who knows what can happen! I must be responsible. I am no more teeny. I have no more excuse!)
And drinking and mixing=NO!
As a rule from now (if I remember!!!), if I go to someone's house, where drinks flow freely, I will stick with a few glasses of red, FEW as in 1 or 2 and then follow with tea. Yeaph! Tea time from today.
It is a horrible feeling to waste a whole day for a few hours of slurred blur!
And one more time - THANK YOU UNIVERSE...
***
Not much on today otherwise. It is raining again and I am trying to finish my few old blogs, upload some more pics and get this thing aired! I am so scared, that once again, I start something-like this blog-and never finish. I must finish by weekend!
The Fedex man brings me a package - My LUFTHANSA senator card. Yippppie. I am now a gold class traveler, once again. Another letter arrives for me, from Bergdorf Goodmann New York. It's a christmas card from the nice gentlemen, who helped us choosing all my dresses. Now this is costumer service! I promise to go back to Mister Josh (my Goshhh), when next in NY.
Looks like the ants have discovered a love for my gingerbread heart, mom brought from Germany. Even though wrapped in plastic, hanging above the ground, it has now been invaded by hundreds of crawling things. It is an awful sight and I am very sad to throw out that sweet memoir.
Ants - Anna 1:0 once again!
Naturally I do some more googeling on how to get rid of them, but there are millions around the house. Find the Queen it says. I wonder where to start looking. By now I am sure it is not a Queen, but a harem of Queens.
And with this the shocking nightmare-day has ended
One word of advise: Always have some Zyrtec in the house!!! If a reaction from food or a bee sting, it is a must!!!
xxxxxx
PS: Emirates has responded, who would have thought. No DODO news though:
Dear Ms,
Thank you very much for you email.
We are very sorry that not all your flights with emirates were to your
entire satisfaction.
Also we are very sorry that you lost your DODO on the way back home - we
can only assume that someone else who found him sitting in the lounge on
his own adopted him!
As for your question concerning the skylights we have in our planes -
they are not related to any real constellations.
We hope you keep flying with Emirates and wish you all the best.
Kind regards
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