Sunday we got home a bit earlier than expected. We were ready for sleep and a busy week ahead. At 3 am the phone rang. No good ever comes from a 3 am phone call. It was Sam. Calling from her bed , she said she yelled for us but we never heard her. She dislocated her shoulder while she was sleeping. Sam is always happy to show you the tricks she can do, she's hyper extensive, a bit double jointed on steroids.
Foggy headed 3 am us never thought to call 911 for help, we kept trying to get her up to go to the ER, Sam was in so much pain, She cried call 911, I said that's only for emergency's Sam... "What do you think this is" she yelled back. Ok at 3 am I'm a bit foggy headed. 911 was called. EMT's are special people. We had 2 Pepperell police officers, 4 EMT's, When they were getting her shoulder mobilized for the trip. She passed out came to... ask one of the police officers to hold her hand. There he was down on one knew holding her hand. They are special people.
Not long after we got back home at 6 am, her marching band camp started. She was there. So that's my ramblings for this week.