When it’s Too Embarassing for my Blog August 14, 2006 by Kathryn I just write it up over at Parenting.com. Related PostsPerhaps We’ve Been Over-thinking ThingsHer back is “out”Best Wine List EverTip Day Tuesday — Outside HelpThe Karate Kid — A RetrospectiveOh Deer! Oh Gnome!
Thoroughly Mormon Millie says
LOLOL!! “…and then I post a link to it.”
That was an awesome story – sorry about poor Laylee’s finger. Ouch. Sounds like the guys were good sports and it made for a good education of how 911 actually works.
LOL “A unit has been deployed.” Too funny.
Man. Having a rig deployed on me has always been my worst and recurring nightmare. 😉
Did you read about the woman in Oregon who called 911 and asked them to send back the cute police officer who had responded to her earlier call?
Hey, I took my son to the ER when he smushed his foot under the barstool…no broken toe, but for my $500 I did get a good education about what a true emergency is. Glad to hear that yours was free. (And that Laylee is OK, of course!)
Too funny!! One of those things I’ll be glad I was able to learn from someone else and not from experience. 🙂 I didn’t realize they would send someone out before first acknowledging an actual emergency!?! Good to know. Glad to hear that you and Laylee have healed up.
oh my word… that is one funny post (except, of course, the whole fingers in the door thing for laylee)… my son smashed his sister’s fingers in the same way and i opted for the tearing to the doctor’s office and screaming my way in the door approach…
I would die of humiliation.
At least the EMT was nice. 🙂 And now you’re removed enough from it that you can laugh about it, that’s good, right?
Hahahahaha–one time I got a phone call and when I answered it was 911–“someone called from this number do you have an emergency?” I told them no, but I do have a toddler… rather efficient of them to check with us first, don’t you think? Oh well, having them show up at the door gives the comfort of knowing they’ll be there when you need them, right?
loved it. i just went to the ER for “appendicitis” which turned out to be “inflamed small intestine” so I felt like a heel compared to the herion junkie with a leg rash behind the curtain to the right and the tasered, incontient, weeping suicidial man behind curtain to the left.
At least you had a semi legitimate reason to have them show up. My daughter just accidentaly dialed the number- they called back and we told them it was her and they hung up. 2 min later with no warning 2 officers and big flashlights showed up at our house!
Okay, first of all, VERY funny!!! DD#2 smashed DS’s fingers in our door and my “moms behaving badly” moment was leaving DS in the house while I went into the garage to call the doctor’s office, but only because his screams weren’t even the least bit silent and I couldn’t HEAR the doctor.
Very, very rarely are the comments to your blog = to or > than your original blog in the funny department (except MY comments of course!), but OH MY GOSH!!!
“tasered, incontient, weeping suicidial man behind curtain to the left”!!!!!
Yuka: whoever you are, you made my night!!! Laughing so hard I can’t see straight!!!!!
I was trying to dial my husband’s cell phone in the morning one morning with my eyes still closed so as to speed the going back to sleep after giving him a very important message, and accidentally dialed 911. The police officer didn’t believe me that I was home alone and not being beaten to a pulp, and made me sit in the couch while he checked all rooms. I was halfway humiliated, but only because I wasn’t wearing a bra.
Yuka–you just upped the value of comments reading–hysterical!
That’s what I do, too, if something’s too embarassing for my blog: write it up anyway, and see if I can’t find it a wider audience. And link from my blog so no one misses out.
Okay, I’ve never done that, but it sounds like an excellent strategy. Thanks for bringing it to my attention.
When I was a nanny my freshman year of college, I thought the house I lived in was on fire because I saw “smoke” coming out of the back side of the house. I couldn’t find fire anywhere, but I was terrified, especially because I had four small children in the house. So I called 911 and they sent the fire department. They told me the “smoke” I saw was actually just steam — I was doing laundry at the time. Did I feel like the biggest idiot in the world? Yes. Am I still surprised to this day that the firefighters didn’t call me an idiot to my face? Yes. Have only a couple of other people ever been told this story? Double yes. Guess 12 years has been long enough for me to stop being 100% embarrassed about it.
Code Yellow Mom says
Um, yeah…Here, they must be deployed if you call, and you must ride to the hospital in the rig if they are deployed. Found that out after I THOUGHT my little boy had swallowed a large amount of Tylenol PM. (Before they knocked and clomped in, I found the bluey glob of wet but not swallowed meds in the sink, but it was too late – I had freaked and dialed already…) He still talks about the ride in the big, big “ambliance” to the hospital. His favorite story for company. One of my shining moments, let me tell ya!
No Cool Story says
“We are 911…we must deploy”
The best part was you pleading “Please don’t let them turn their sirens on”.
Comedy Gold 😀