yes today I had my first and certainly not my last heart attack. While finishing up my shift at the bar I receive a phone call from Chad frantic. "I can't find Grayson anywhere!" he says. I didn't immediately panic. I remember my sister and all her neighbors frantically searching for her 3 year old daughter, only to find her asleep under an end table in the living room while giving directions to the police officer on the phone. I make sure he's checked everywhere. Under stuffed animals, in closets, in the water pump house, the tree house, etc. Nothing. He's screaming and crying like a mad man. I get off the phone and call my boss requesting she have the night bartender come in early so I can come home and search for my son. i call Chad back and still nothing. He's standing on the front porch. My heart drops and I remember the pool. I ask if he's checked the pool. he says yes and he's not there. That doesn't make much of a dent in the panic that's growing. I remove my tips from the jar and start counting my drawer while I wait. I'm almost done counting when I get a call from Chad. He's found. He was at the fire station across the street, and he found this out when he called the police. Apparently the fire station was on the phone with the police at that time.
I find out while at work that Grayson had gone in the bedroom looking for Chad and didn't see him. So he just went outside looking for him. The cop told Chad that a woman has picked Grayson up in her car and taken him to the fire station. I'm very upset by this. Not only with Grayson, he is 5 and not as aware to the ways of the world as the adult that picked him up. Yes I'm upset with him for getting in the car with a stranger and intend on having a lengthy conversation with him about Stranger Danger as soon as I get home.
We're talking to Grayson and he kept saying that he didn't get in the car with him. This is weird because the police officer told him that one of the fire fighters had seen him get out of the womans car. So I'm trying to get Grayson to understand that while he's ok, not all people are going to be nice and he's not to get in the car with anyone he doesn't know. Under no circumstances. He's adamant though.
So we decide to go up there. We talk to the man that was with him. He said that what actually happened was he'd been outside and had seen grayson out there. He's been kind of walking back and forth in front of the for sale sign in the yard and didn't think much of it. Just assumed that he was playing in his yard. He then saw a woman pull up and talk to him and then pull off. He started to walk over there when he saw her turn the car around and head back toward him. he went on over and got him. He took him to the fire station and talked to him and set him up with cake, a glass of milk and Sponge Bob. Come to find out he told them that his Daddy was Chad, his Mommy was Leiann, that Daddy worked at Kroger and I worked at a bar.
Luckily everything turned out ok but it took Chad forever to settle down. Both are happily snoring away in my bed. LOL
We're now going to eat chocolate chip cookies and drink Promise Land Chocolate Milk.
My panic took forever to go away but it's gone now. Heart Attacks suck!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Heart Attack Alert
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9 comments:
OH MY LEIANN! YOU HAD A HORRIBLE DAY I TAKE IT. THATS CRAZY!! I AM SO GREATFUL THAT EVERYTHING TURNED OUT. WE ARE ALL ABOUT STRANGER DANGER IN OUR HOUSE. I EVEN GET INTO TROUBLE FOR TALKING TO THE CUTE LITTLE OLD WALMART GREETERS. GOD WAS LOOKING OVER YOU AT THIS TIME!!! GLAD ALL IS WELL!!!!
I'm still so glad he's OK!!! And that is great that the man was watching and headed for him when he saw that woman turn around. Way to stand up!!
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OMG, I nearly had a heart attack reading that post. I am glad he was found...and very odd that the woman would just put him in her car without going into some of the nearby houses to see if someone recognized him.
I would have died!!!!!!! My 3 year old has figured out how to open the front door on her own and tries to go out all the time. It freaks me out! I'm sorry you had to go through that.
Glad everything turned out OK. You will have many more heartattacks until your baby is grown and then you'll have some more. Oh, and then you'll have them over your grandchildren! so prepare yourself...
I imagine this was a horrible experience. Thank God it ended up ok!
Oh! Gosh! I'm glad it turned out okay now. I can't imagine if the same happened to my children... Certainly heart attack!
Holy mackeral! That is so scary! I'm glad it all turned out for the best with you. I'd be upset with the lady who picked him up, but at least it was someone with good intentions and not some sicko!
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