To make a long story short - we got a call at 5:45 this morning that my grandmother had been moved into intensive care and that we should get there NOW. We were ready and out the door (with the kid) in under 10 minutes - calls like that really can jolt you into getting your ass in gear.
I think we are still coming down from the jolt. I know my nerves are still a bit frazzled and we’re in the wonderful “waiting” stage now. I think I’ll get the same jolt whenever the phone rings today - I sure hope work doesn’t call much.
