Well, I thought I better write this while I'm in the mood for writing. Seems like this is the time of year for reflection of the past year and looking to the new year and what it may bring.
Today granny had a doctor's appointment in Claypool so we took her down last night and then this morning she went for her check up. This morning she had to have her cumidin checked and then this afternoon at two she had a check up with her primary care physician. Now to my point.....Thad and I decided to stay behind when she went for the morning thing cuz it wasn't a crucial exam. Thad stayed outside doing various yard work, trimming the trees, raking leaves, stacking wood etc....I stayed inside and cleaned. It made me realize how hard it's been for my mom to keep up with everyday housework (stuff I loathed and detested while growing up and avoided at all cost) but while I was doing those house chores.....dishes, sweeping and mopping, bathrooms, vacuuming etc... I had this feeling of contentment and joy in doing those things for my mom. I felt so happy just cleaning and organizing, washing sheets and towels hanging them out to dry like I used to when I was young at home. I guess I was feeling that I am some how paying my mom back for all she did for me and tried to teach me to do, which was a chore for her I'm sure. I was quite the tomboy and would rather play baseball, hop in and out of the various ponds and catch waterdogs and snakes and frogs, climb trees and all that is wonderful and glorious about the stuff boys get to do.
I kind of thought through the years that my dad would live as long as his parents.....95 and 93 respectively but alas he passed away at the young age of 61 and my mom has been a widow all these years. She's always been in pretty good health until the end of 2008 and had several heart attacks. It's been an up and down thing figuratively and literally with her health. Now... I had always planned to keep her if the time came but it came a little sooner than I had prepared myself for and it's been a joy and a bit of a trial. ( I LOVE my space and alone time) Argh it's not easy overcoming those selfish tendencies but I'm am endeavoring. It is now my turn to take care of her and make sure she has everything she needs and wants so that the rest of her life may be a bit easier and enjoyable. We are trying to make it possible for her to stay in Claypool as long as she can safely, which she loves dearly. Right now she can stay on her own during the spring and summer.
I want to thank Thad for always being so willing and kind and helpful and generous when it comes to taking care of my mom because his parents are struggling with health problems far worse than my mom's but he never complains and does what he can.
I guess I can't believe time has gone by so fast that I'm at this point in my life that I need to look after my mom. I had it in my mind that my mom and dad would still be living together and caring for each other and all of us kids would just check up on them like we did with my grandparents. Such is the circle of life and we get to choose how well we will rise to the occasion when these events are presented to us. I hope some day to hear the words well done thou good and faithful servant, or daughter....going both ways.....daughter of Heavenly Father and of my own earthly parents.
26 January 2010
17 January 2010
ladder 209 ...live
A few weeks ago we had a structure fire in our district that both neighboring fire departments (Pinetop and ShowLow ) were summoned to assist us. I was not on duty at the time but since it was toned out as the balance of a first alarm and a working fire on a two story structure, protocol required that I respond to the station.
( a little background here) It was before 8:00 in the morning, there was about half a foot of snow on the ground, and Quentin was returning to his home after a shift of firefighter duty in
whiteriver. Since he is a reserve for Lakeside Fire, he went straight to station 210 and was able to leave with the first out engine.
I went to Lakeside Station Two to fire up engine 221 and drive it to station 210 in order to pick up the five guys who had showed up there to assist. By the time we arrived at the scene, Pinetop and ShowLow had several pieces of fire apparatus engaged in suppression activities, as well as our first due engine and rescue. There was a narrow snow covered driveway some 150 foot long leading to the involved structure. Smoke and flames were coming from the upper west end and a little smoke also showed from the gable at the east end.
Activities on a fire or EMS scene are dictated by training. Everyone seems to go on auto-pilot as soon as it becomes evident that action is needed. A horizontal standpipe was laid up the driveway and to that 3 inch supply line was connected a wye with two 2 3/4 inch attack lines. Quentin and Nik took the interior attack line up the outside stairs, made entry and in perfect textbook fashion fogged the flames from inside the structure toward the entry point. Very little water was used, thereby limiting damage to the contents that were not burning. Salvage and overhaul operations proceeded as practiced by all departments and in short order we were cleaning up and draining hoses to get everyone back in service.
The Chief officers had all personnel meet for an evaluation discussion. We stood in a circle and each officer reported their respective responsibilities and how each assignment was carried out. The purpose of these meetings is to not only to reinforce good decisions and behavior but also to learn from mistakes and to assure that all have a chance to input observations. As we were thus gathered and I was looking at my fire fighting family, I became very emotional...more so than i can remember for a long time. In the past months we have had several incidents that naturally would have been cause for deep emotion. There was a fatality of a citizen in a house fire shortly before christmas. Several firefighters have had various family situations that have been difficult, and one has had to take a leave of absence. The holidays always bring opportunities to serve the community, with our thanksgiving and Christmas dinner programs and our Gifts for Christmas tradition that is so appreciated by the public. But this was something different for me.
You all know how art, music and the movies are created to evoke certain feelings. A really good performance by a really good actor can bring a tear to many an eye. As I looked into the faces of those brothers and sisters in that circle who have pledged to put their lives in danger to preserve the lives and property of their neighbors, tears welled up when I came to the face of my very own flesh and blood son, who probably didn't even notice that I was there. I must admit that I cry easily at a good movie, but this was no production, we were no actors, and the tears were very real. I'm grateful for all those who have gone before us to make this such a noble profession. I'm glad there are yet many who feel the call of adreneline and answer with eagarness. And I very aware of the things my family had to do without during all those years as a volunteer firefighter. And every day I give thanks for the job I currently have that allows me to be counted among some of the area's finest. But above all I am thankful for my family. Monica, our children and grandchildren are what give meaning and value to each day. So a big fat thanks to you all. Yes, that means you who are not in Lakeside, also. I love you all.
( a little background here) It was before 8:00 in the morning, there was about half a foot of snow on the ground, and Quentin was returning to his home after a shift of firefighter duty in
whiteriver. Since he is a reserve for Lakeside Fire, he went straight to station 210 and was able to leave with the first out engine.
I went to Lakeside Station Two to fire up engine 221 and drive it to station 210 in order to pick up the five guys who had showed up there to assist. By the time we arrived at the scene, Pinetop and ShowLow had several pieces of fire apparatus engaged in suppression activities, as well as our first due engine and rescue. There was a narrow snow covered driveway some 150 foot long leading to the involved structure. Smoke and flames were coming from the upper west end and a little smoke also showed from the gable at the east end.
Activities on a fire or EMS scene are dictated by training. Everyone seems to go on auto-pilot as soon as it becomes evident that action is needed. A horizontal standpipe was laid up the driveway and to that 3 inch supply line was connected a wye with two 2 3/4 inch attack lines. Quentin and Nik took the interior attack line up the outside stairs, made entry and in perfect textbook fashion fogged the flames from inside the structure toward the entry point. Very little water was used, thereby limiting damage to the contents that were not burning. Salvage and overhaul operations proceeded as practiced by all departments and in short order we were cleaning up and draining hoses to get everyone back in service.
The Chief officers had all personnel meet for an evaluation discussion. We stood in a circle and each officer reported their respective responsibilities and how each assignment was carried out. The purpose of these meetings is to not only to reinforce good decisions and behavior but also to learn from mistakes and to assure that all have a chance to input observations. As we were thus gathered and I was looking at my fire fighting family, I became very emotional...more so than i can remember for a long time. In the past months we have had several incidents that naturally would have been cause for deep emotion. There was a fatality of a citizen in a house fire shortly before christmas. Several firefighters have had various family situations that have been difficult, and one has had to take a leave of absence. The holidays always bring opportunities to serve the community, with our thanksgiving and Christmas dinner programs and our Gifts for Christmas tradition that is so appreciated by the public. But this was something different for me.
You all know how art, music and the movies are created to evoke certain feelings. A really good performance by a really good actor can bring a tear to many an eye. As I looked into the faces of those brothers and sisters in that circle who have pledged to put their lives in danger to preserve the lives and property of their neighbors, tears welled up when I came to the face of my very own flesh and blood son, who probably didn't even notice that I was there. I must admit that I cry easily at a good movie, but this was no production, we were no actors, and the tears were very real. I'm grateful for all those who have gone before us to make this such a noble profession. I'm glad there are yet many who feel the call of adreneline and answer with eagarness. And I very aware of the things my family had to do without during all those years as a volunteer firefighter. And every day I give thanks for the job I currently have that allows me to be counted among some of the area's finest. But above all I am thankful for my family. Monica, our children and grandchildren are what give meaning and value to each day. So a big fat thanks to you all. Yes, that means you who are not in Lakeside, also. I love you all.
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