This afternoon while finishing up a nice conversation with my mom over Skype I was called into the frontroom to handle an emergency...the little girls who play in our yard for the third time in the last two weeks were at our door with tears streaming down their cheeks because of a scraped elbow, hand or side. Today it was both. Sadly I didn't have a cute bandaid to put over the "owie" but a little antiseptic and plain bandaid would have to do.
Earlier, while David was taking a nap he also was called...but not to help someone in the other room, rather the other part of the country. After 5 months of no flying, David has received additional training and is now back on the flight schedule as an on-call first officer for mercy flights. Today was his first day back in the air. Unfortunately that flight was cancelled as the patient was able to deliever the baby without being medivac'd to a larger hospital in Francistown or Gaborone. However it was good to be "needed" by someone.
This evening, while watching an episode of "The Closer", David again received an 'emergency' call. This time it was for real, and he'd need to bring his overnight bag. As he nervously dressed in his uniform and pilot stripes and prepared to go I admired the renewed excitement in his demeanor - back in the air.
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