5-Alarm Clock

About one year ago …

It’s 4:00 in the morning and my phone rings. It is the facility where my son lives, about 70 miles away from me, about 4 miles away from where his mother was, staying in her condo there.

Your son is in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. We cannot reach his mother.

So I call where his mother is, no answer. I call her cell. No answer. I call her pager. No response. I call her husband’s cell, no answer. Repeat. Four times.

I call one of my daughter’s nannies and ask her to come right over.  I need to leave.

Remembering that they are down the block from a fire house, I call the fire department there while getting dressed. Turns out that that fire house has been closed, but they will send someone to the house from the next town over.

The nanny arrives, I am 15 minutes from my house enroute to my son, my ex calls.

What’s up?

How do you know anything is up?

The fire department was banging on the door. They said to call you, something is wrong with our son.

So, why do I relate this to you now? Well, remember I just found out that she is going to be out of the country for eight weeks, but that is not a problem. As she said to me "Don’t worry, I’ll have a phone and Internet."

She called me yesterday. No Internet and not sure about the phone. As if it matters …