911, what's your emergency?

first let me just say........everyone here is OKAY. *big huge sigh of relief*

this morning doug had to call 911. only after he called me first on both my cell phone and the home phone. but apparently i slept right through both phones ringing. kinda thankful though because there really wasn't anything i could do about his situation except worry.

we're under a Level 2 Snow Emergency, for you folks who never seen a flake of the white stuff, that basically means:

Roadways are hazardous with blowing and drifting snow. Roads can be very icy. Only those who feel it is necessary to drive should be out on the roadways. People should contact their employer to see If they should report to work. Obviously, if you are driving, use extreme caution.

we were hit with a winter storm that was supposed to dump loads of snow on us, but instead we got loads of ice, then a little snow.

doug works for a 24/7 company which never closes. never ever. in fact, they passed around a memo just yesterday saying that if a Level 3 Snow Emergency was declared while employees were on the clock, they would be expected to stay until the emergency was lifted.....even if that meant staying overnight. pfffffffft. whatever.

i told him he was an employee, not a slave. he agreed.

anywho.
back to this morning. as expected, he got up and ready to report to work and made it about half-way there before spinning out across 4 lanes of highly traveled, morning rush-hour traffic and landing in the snowbank against the barrier that separates eastbound and westbound traffic----but, FACING ONCOMING TRAFFIC.

truck still in the lane, facing the wrong way with traffic whizzing by at 50-some miles an hour. which for columbus drives is "using caution". how he didn't get hit by traffic is beyond me. i just keep visualizing the pixelated Frogger screen i used to play constantly on Atari as a kid. see it?

can we say panic attack? did i mention that i'm SO glad i was sleeping soundly when his pleas for help came? not that i wouldn't want to help him, but really, what was i gonna do except maybe get myself killed.

so, he called 911.
and they dispatched two police cruisers.
and they had two semi's block all traffic.
and they closed the highway.
and they spun him back around.
and he was on his way again.

no damage to his truck whatsoever.
no bruises on his body.

God was watching out for him.
lucky dude.
lucky me, i still have my husband.
lucky kids, they still have their daddy.