On Tuesday, we were hopping. Three of our runs came back-to-back-to-back. Not only were we busy, but most of them were interesting in one way or another – usually a welcome thing. Yet, on Friday, with football games and parties and drinking and the tendency for people to fight with those they love, we almost pitched a shut-out. The only thing that kept us from the goose egg was a pretty boring medical call halfway through the shift.
The upside to Friday's inaction was that I had all night to sleep and that had been my plan when I turned off the light around midnight. Instead, I seemed to be awake at least every hour or so. Somebody called the wrong number – twice – to wake me about 1:30a. I rolled over a little while later to hear the other engine company on the radio in the next room over (I’m usually oblivious to that). And then there were the dreams…
I wish I could remember them all. I know I woke up at least three times because of the dreams, but I only remember part of one. I do know that none of them were pleasant at all, and I’m sure that further diminished the quality of sleep I got.
The one dream I do remember had me and some family member – maybe Jessie – at a state park type of place. It had a coastal feel to it because it was rocky and I don’t really remember seeing anything on the horizon. We were walking along a path that was made of rock and sort of jutted out on a cliff, but had been smoothed out much like a sidewalk.
While walking along this path, some woman – I don’t know if she was with us or we just passed her – started complaining of having a heart attack and dropped to the ground. Instead of sticking around to do what I could to help, I went to run to call for an ambulance. I had to leave to call because for some reason, I didn’t have a cell phone on me. I almost always have a cell phone.
To return to the car to get my phone, I remember climbing up crazy steep steps. When I got to an area that felt as though it was halfway to the car, I rounded a corner and saw two guys lying in the ground who had been shot. I didn’t stop to help because I thought whoever did the shooting was still hanging around. But I didn’t keep running to get my phone so I could call help for all three people. Nope, I ran back to heart attack woman to tell her that I couldn’t call for help on account of the two dudes who had been shot.
And then I woke up.