Friday, October 24, 2008

Racing Heart and 911...

Okay - here is a good story for ya.

All other adults living in this house are gone for the night. It's 11:00 at night and I'm tired. I close my PC, turn off the TV and then I hear a man's voice. My heart stops - I hold my breath. I hear it again - there are two men outside having a conversation. I reach for my idea of a weapon - my cell phone. I get out of bed, walk toward the back windows and I still hear them Still haven't taken a breath and I'm pretty sure my heart was still not beating.

I walk upstairs and walk toward the other back door and I hear the men again. As soon as I hear their voices I become aware that I am in my nightie and I instantly felt more vulnerable. I dial 911 and that is when I think my heart started to beat and I was finally breathing again. I know this b/c the 911 operator had to tell me to calm down 3 times so he can get the address which I had to spell out twice. He asked me who was in the house and if the doors were locked. I told who was here, that the doors were locked and that the alarm to the house was on. He then asked if I had a weapon. Oh my - why is he asking this? I told him yes but it was still in the safe. He quickly said to keep it there. :) I guess I sounded too nervous to be able to handle a gun.

As I was talking to him and he was dispatching the officers, I changed out of my nightie and into shorts and a t-shirt. Heart still racing but feeling better that the cops are coming to rescue me from the two men that were outside in my back yard having a nice conversation. I hung up the phone and got brave. I went upstairs, turned the alarm off and opened the deck door - You can't get to this door from the yard - see how brave I am. So with phone in hand and my finger on the send button in case I had to call 911 again I step outside. I hear nothing. I wait... Finally, I hear the voices that had been haunting me for the last 2 minutes. I quickly realize the voices are the announcers down at the BSU stadium! We are not able to hear the roar of the crowd on game nights but during a marching band competition I can hear the announcers! Mind boggling!

A wave of stupidity washed over my body as I pressed the send button. I called off the cops, re-checked all the doors, turned the alarm back on and here I sit - an hour later with my heart still racing every time I hear the voices! It could be along night.

Oh and when I went to triple check all the doors I looked out the front windows and saw a cop drive by on our little street. Thank you Mr. Police Officer for doing a drive by!

3 comments:

Angela said...

Its hard not to smile at this story. I feel for you though...being home "alone", wanting to protect your kids and all the while your mind is playing tricks on you.
Ben has gotten a few phone calls when he is gone and I arrive to a pitch black home alone at night. I have to search it before truly feeling comfortable. He is my lifeline who stays on the phone while I search. Hee Hee.
I hope you actually got some sleep!

Unknown said...

That's funny :)

Tarah said...

Hee hee. Sorry.