Someone is coming, someone will be there soon.
I think that would be very comforting.
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Someone is coming, someone will be there soon.
I think that would be very comforting.
Someone is coming, someone will be there soon.
Yes, Trudy is right on this one I think. Continually reminding them of that has to be some comfort.
When I worked with the birds at Seaworld, there was a vet whose full-time job was to insert titanium rods into the legs of flamingos. They are beautiful, but basically, architecturally wrong. One good run and it was curtains.
erin, back when I was a police dispatcher, I only had to deal with an onsite death once, and it was heartbreaking. A four year old who could not wake her mommy up.
Honestly, I don't think I could do your job now. bless you for caring enough to find the right words. I agree that reassuring the caller that someone is coming is the best, and in many cases, only thing you can do.
Yes, knowing someone is on the way.
How so awesome, cheese toast made with five-year aged cheddar? NOM.
I think keeping them talking about what happened is also comforting, because it makes them feel they're doing something. Have you come up with a list of things you can ask to keep them talking, like "Did you hear anything?"
and Teppy, sounds like you and Tim are on your way. something will work out -- and I have a couple of ways mom might help. 1) is of course money for lawyer/space/place for son and the other is a home for son's dog. Getting the dog to Texas might be a relief for all involved if she is willing. It sounds like she care about her son.
She's been wanting him to move down there for a few years now. So knowing he has a place to live is very good. And she wants the dog there (although we've been assuming it'll be with him, not separate) -- she's a big pet lover and had a beloved rottie for years, including when she lived with Tim.
Tim's at a party right now that I wanted to go to -- despite my social anxiety, I needed to get out of the house, but this is day 2 of the migraine and it won't let up. I am hopped up on goofballs, you betcha. And home alone. Grumble.
When I worked with the birds at Seaworld,
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there was a vet whose full-time job was to insert titanium rods into the legs of flamingos. They are beautiful, but basically, architecturally wrong. One good run and it was curtains.
Their natural environment being a caustic lake of death may have something to do with that.
sj - I'm so, so sorry. ~mas and ~mas to you and the family.
smonster and Steph, I'm glad you were fed and taking care of.
Teppy, I am exactly like you in this regard
Same here. The whole "actually going to the other person and speak of my fears" is sometimes so terrifying that well, it's sometimes beyond me. So I was so glad to read Tim's reaction and thought. I'm so glad you have each other in all of this.
In more humane news, I just like to point out that I was awakened twice before the alarm clock this morning, and haven't killed anyone yet.
I just like to point out that I was awakened twice before the alarm clock this morning, and haven't killed anyone yet.
Letting the people who woke you live only means you have to kill them some other time when they wake you again.