Firemen are our friends!

This weekend, as most of you know already, I got to ride in an ambulance. Yes, I am now a member of the ambulance club. In order to be in this club, you have to actually be lying on the stretcher and can't just be an observer. Having an IV helps towards gold membership. I think what guarantees your gold membership is having the sirens on all the way to the hospital, which I did not. I had something better. I had the paramedics singing "Vanilla Ice" and doing interpretations of rappers. At my request, no country was allowed and they pumped up "Sublime" for me on our trip to the hospital.

It was the least they could do. At least 7 of them, tromped into our tiny apartment to see me lying on the floor in my underwear after losing alot of blood. When I asked for pants, they replied,"No" because the hospital would be taking them off anyway. I was granted blankets, thank goodness, on the way out to the ambulance.

Mia was such a trooper. All day she was sick with a fever and was just not feeling good. Ben contributes her lack of energy towards her good behavior. She was awesome. Ben asked how she was doing, and she replied, "Firemen are our friends." We have had many fire drills living in this complex and it has just been recently that the sirens and alarms don't send Mia into a screaming fit.

Ben's performance during this emergency was fitting for a gold medal. He did what any boy would do. . .he called his mom! Well, not any mom. His just happens to be a nurse. A nurse who usually does our triage for us. Ben called 911 and found someone to watch the kids. In my light headed state, I was trying to think of some friends he could call, but they wheeled me out before I could help him.

The Bishop of our ward(our church) just happened to call Ben during all of this and ended up being the one to watch our kids. We thought it a fitting initiation since he was just called last week. His wife later helped during the night and the missionaries even stopped by unexpectedly.

There are times when I have to say to CJ,"Let me be the mom!" This night was not one of them. We relied on her in so many ways. She helped Mia into a nighttime pantie because she wet the bed. She then, let Mia sleep in her bed. She helped Xander find his binky and to not be scared of our visitors. Then, successfully, put him to bed after calming him down. She stayed up until Ben came home around 1:00a.m. and slept on the floor. Yes, this girl deserved a gold medal too! Instead, she got a "Highschool Musical 2" purse, bracelet, and "Hannah Montana" headbands for her help.

Our ward family here has helped us so much. I ended up staying overnight at the hospital after my Dilation and Curettage (not to be confused with D&C) and Ben went home to relieve the Bishop's wife. People kept bringing us food(to Ben's delight)the next day,and friends took Mia and CJ so they wouldn't be stuck at home all day.

In the meantime, Ben was taking care of our car, which had been a victim of vandalism and had its window broken. This had been the 3rd time, since we have lived here, that our car had been damaged and left with no note or anything showing some one's conscience. The person fixing the glass was awesome and even offered, free of charge, to take one of the giant dents out. That just made my day!

We feel so blessed of all the help we have received. In fact, I am still getting help with my kids,even today someone took Mia and Xander for 3 hours so I could nap. My sweet friends keep bringing me dinner. Thanks for your prayers and all of your support! For Ben, I will say, "Thank you for all the food and even though Valerie said we didn't need it, you brought it anyway!"