MY HERO

Last Friday was a little on the rough side. I am going to start working earlier on Fridays because we have new Dr. who is going to start doing most of her surgeries on Friday. Therefore, in order to help prepare kids for this, I need to go earlier. This past Friday started the beginning of it. I had called a family the day before with information and to reassure them that I would be able to prepare their 5 year old and stay with him until he fell asleep. I left work on Thursday with my teaching doll and kit ready for me bright and early.

4:30 Friday morning came really fast. I drug myself out of bed and was proud of myself for leaving promptly at 5:30 A.m. I would have PLENTY-O-TIME I thought to myself. I drove the 5 min to the freeway and started on my way (in the fast lane, of course). A few minutes down the road I felt a little strange. "Man, this road is bumpy!" I thought to myself. I had never realized how uneven the road was in the past. Then I was startled by a strange noise. "Is that the road or my car?" I decided, luckily, to change to the slow lane. Do I get off and check out my car? But what would I check? I don't know cars! I decided to take the next exit and by that time I could barely hold onto my car. It was rocking back and forth and shaking so bad. As I hit the off ramp my tire completely blew! and I almost lost control! I turned right and luckily it was a dead end so there wasn't too much traffic passing. I got out and sure enough, my tire was in shreds!


"Think Think Think! Dad has shown you plenty of times." However, when dad showed me, I wasn't on the side of the road, all by myself, in the dark with a flat tire. I was ready to go hang out with my friends or my TV show was on. So I didn't pay too much attention. I was now regretting that.


Thankfully, I have a brother just down the road. Feeling sad for having to call so early in the morning I dialed his number. In a sleepy yet supportive voice, he calmed me down and reassured me that he would be there. However, he lives about 30min. from me. I tried to think of other people to call, but I had nothin. I called the hospital and told them to please apologize to the family for me and that I would be late.


A little while later my brother pulled up and was all smiles. Not once did he complain about having to come or wake up early. He just got to work. We talked and laughed and every time I tried to apologize he told me not to worry about it. You know, its one thing to help someone, but its another to do it with a loving heart. That is true charity. As he was helping me, I thought of the rest of my family. My other brother, sisters, brother-in-law, sisters-in-law and of course my parents. I knew that each one of them would have done the same thing had they been called (and lived in the same state! :)) and they would have each done it with a smile and without complaining!


To add to the amazingness of my brother, he then let me take his car to work, while he took my car to get a new tire! I made it to work a little on the late side, but the whole adventure could have been a whole lot worse.
-I could have gotten in a huge accident on the freeway

-I could have not had a cell phone
-I could have had to do it by myself- which would have led to a disaster
-I could have had someone come help me and grumbled under his breath the whole time
-I could have had to take my car to work with the spare- driving 50 mph (which would have killed me) and which would have made me later
-I could have had to figure out how I was going to get a new tire, get the best deal, and not get taken advantage of

As you can see, I feel eternally grateful for my Hero.


THANKS AGAIN!