A little excitement

Today on the ride to Bible study, Mom and I had a problem communicating with each other. About halfway through, we faded away from each other. This was my usual time to call her, my same route and all that, and can only think there was a setting to be adjusted on Mom's cordless receiver. I tried to ask her to go to the other phone but it seems she could not hear me either. I just told her I would call later, assuming she could hear me, which I did from home in the afternoon. She had gotten out the directions for the phone and found the buttons for volume, etc. We could hear each other just fine later. Solar flares or buttons?? We don't know for sure...

While at Bible study, we had some excitement and a bit of a scare. We had barely gotten underway when the pre-k teacher came through carrying a little Japanese boy. She said to Pastor, "He just doesn't seem right..." as she took him in the office to call his mother. Pastor went in to see what was going on. A man in our class, Bob, a doctor, wondered if he should go in to check on the child but his wife didn't think he should butt in. Two seconds later the door opened and Pastor summoned him to come.

The little boy didn't seem to have a fever or anything but when Bob was summoned, Kanato was having a seizure. I am so glad Bob was there!  The decision was made to call for rescue to take him to the hospital. Pastor had come back to the table and remarked that this young man was the most active one in the classroom and it was strange to see him like this. 

The mom came in record time, arriving before the rescue squad pulled in, sirens blaring. Her English is not very good, and Bob said he had trouble getting the boy's history from her because of the language and her stress. Her husband is a researcher at Mayo and that is where they decided to transport the little guy. The mom rode in the ambulance, leaving her car parked in the parent pick up line. That would not be such a terrible problem, just something else the staff would have to deal with later on. 

After things had settled down and Liz gone back to her classroom, visibly upset about her young charge and witnessing a seizure, someone asked Pastor whose car it was in the parking lot with no wheel on it. He sort of laughed and said, "I've had quite a day here already!" It seems that someone drove down the street on the hub, no tire in sight, and parked in the church's lot. It must have happened overnight, after church was dismissed last night and morning. At some point between the class began and the ambulance arriving, the tow truck had come for the disabled car. Calgon, take me away!