I have for years always whispered a prayer whenever I saw an ambulance when I am on the highway. I ask God to please take care of whomever is in the ambulance and be with their family. If there is an accident I ask God to please let them not be hurt badly. My daughter picked up this habit without me knowing about it. [She told me not long ago.] Today when I was coming home from my chemo treatment, Ed called to check on me. We were talking and he said, "looks like a convention up here. There are blue lights, an ambulance and a wrecker." Without even hesitating I said, "Dear Lord, please don't let it be any of my children." I asked him where he was and he told me. I knew Jennifer would be traveling home from school and it was about the time she would be going. Ed got closer and said he saw Jennifer. He said, "Nana, it's Jennifer. She had a wreck." I heard him ask her how she was and how the boys were. She was crying but said everyone was fine. I told him I was hanging up and for him to call me right back. He picked up the boys and took them home with him. I dropped Libby off and Donna and I headed home. [The accident was about three miles from the house.] When I got there, the wrecker had her car loaded up and the patrolman was still there. She was not pleased to see me since she knew I was coming from treatment and thought I would be not feeling well. [She didn't realize I was hyped on steroids and could have carried the car to town myself!!] No one in the accident was hurt. The other person involved had been in an accident yesterday and was already wearing a neck brace. She was carried to the hospital, checked out, and walked out of the hospital on her own. I carried Ben to the hospital to meet Jennifer. He was complaining of a sore neck; his head hit the passenger window. He was xrayed and everything looked fine. The doctor said he would be very sore but should keep it iced and keep moving. Jennifer had "air bag" burns on her face, shoulder, arms and belly. Her knees were very sore [the doctor thinks they might have hit the dashboard.] Her belly is hurting but he felt nothing unusual and thinks it's probably seat belt trauma and nerves. She too is going to be very sore in the coming days. Their "prescription" was Advil and keep moving to fight off the soreness.
We are deeply grateful that things were not worse. As my friend Donna said, "this could have been God's way of stopping something more serious."
When I got home we were sitting at the bar eating. Ed told me who all was at the scene when he picked up the boys. Angels--Linda, Janice, Tiffany and the girls, friends. I even got a phone call before I could get there from a friend.
Thought for the day: Ambulance prayers-a small, seemingly insignificant thing to do for someone you don't even know. Or a prayer that might be very important in the life of someone you love very much. Maybe everyone should adopt the practice of "Ambulance Prayers".
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