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Carol Perkins: In need of rescue

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By Carol Perkins

With my friend's permission, I will tell her story, which could happen to any of us who are not as strong as we once were.

Having a few problems, which I won't discuss, she asked her doctor for advice. He suggested that she sit in a bathtub of warm water and relax. At one in the morning and unable to sleep, she ran warm water into the bathtub and did as he suggested. When that water turned chilly, she drained it and filled the tub again. By the second round, she thought she might be able to sleep, so she drained the water and started to get out. A nice soft towel awaited her.

At first, she tried to stand as a person ordinarily would, but her legs were too weak to raise her. Then she put both hands on the side of the tub and tried to pull herself up, but she couldn't do that, either. She said she tried every way possible to get out of that tub, but nothing worked. At two in the morning, she was stuck.



Thankfully, she had brought her phone (in case of a fall) and reached it by extending her arm. If it had been much farther away, she would still be sitting there! Once she had the phone, she had to decide who to call. At two in the morning, she wasn't calling a relative or a friend. Bad news calls come at that time of the morning, and she didn't want to frighten anyone. Reluctantly, she dialed 911.

The dispatcher assured her this wasn't the first time they had received such a call and for her not to be embarrassed. Naturally, she was horrified. She had a few requests: please send a female and don't turn on the siren. She told the dispatcher the location of the spare key, and then she waited. In only a few minutes, she heard the key in the door, the knob turn, and a man's voice. Immediately, she assumed no female as no duty, and that she would have to endure the embarrassment. After all, what choice did she have?

Then she heard a female voice. A familiar female voice! Overjoyed that not only had a woman come to her rescue, it was also someone she knew. "Don't you tell a soul about this," she told the young woman. The EMT assured her that she would be breaking all sorts of laws/rules if she did.

When the night ended, and she finally went to bed, she slept like a baby... once she stopped laughing.


Carol's most recent book, based on a true story, The Case of the Missing Ring, is available through Amazon, both paperback and ebook. You can contact her at carolperkins06@gmail.com.


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