Yes, I know and am sorry about how hilariously behind I am on comments. It scares me, too. But instead of doing anything about it, I am going to go eat chocolate (not kidding) and go to a happy hour (also not kidding).
Greetings again from the lovely enclave of Charlottesville! Alex and I are either still soaking up what we can of our time here, are en route back to Chicago, or are back and frantically trying to get our lives back together after being gone for a week. Not that my life is ever really all that together, but at least I’m hoping to get it so that it isn’t in shambles.
Clean underwear and socks will go a long way. And kitty cat cuddles.
I decided to stop in with a few quick thoughts, a few things that we have done while we’ve been here, but also with a story that forms the crux of the post.
It is interesting: Alex and I both still absolutely love Charlottesville, and we always used to talk about coming back here one day, but you know what? I have finally poisoned the boy’s brain and made him a big city liver–neither of us think that we really could live here long term, at least not in the immediate future. We big city folk now. This was a bit of a revelation, and something we discussed on our way back from dinner last night. We LOVE it here. We love so much about it. But we don’t know if we could live here. That was a pretty big moment.
We went up to Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello yesterday (first time for me since 4th year undergrad, first time since junior high for Alex!) and it was so interesting to see the changes and developments over the years. This is the same with Cville–when we were leaving/about to leave, there were so many new developments on the table, or about to be started, and now there is so much changed! But one thing that remains, and is completely unique to this place, is the view.
And I’m sorry, Chicago, you are all cool and stuff, but you ain’t got the capacity to see for miles and miles and miles, unless you are atop a building.
Treadmill running officially aggravates my hamstrings. I was able to do some running yesterday (I realized yesterday morning that, while I did bring my garmin, I did not bring appropriate clothing for running outdoors. FAIL), but I did it by breaking up the segments (run, stop and stretch some, go to the bathroom, run, repeat) and basically exaggerating my step–much more so towards the forefoot, and tucking my pelvis forward like I was in a Pure Barre class. It takes the strain off my hammies, but still isn’t that practical. So I guess I will just have to put my new equipment to good use, eh?
Alex made a joke about CVS having Crispy M&Ms. Then, all my hopes and dreams came true:
Obviously we got 2 bags.
And I found this at Harris Teeter (along with a bunch of other magical things that I wish I could bring home). Also, Zevia Sparkling apple cider isn’t so good. It is full frontal fake flavor and then nothing. You’ve been warned.
Our hotel may not have have free breakfast, but it does have 3 free things that I consider critical: free WiFi, free Paul Mitchell bathroom products, and free chocolate chip and oatmeal raisin cookies popcorn in the evenings. WINNING.
I have yet to have any ice cream while we’ve been here because we have eaten ourselves into such a state of silliness. Seriously, if I haven’t put on weight on this trip, there officially something wrong with me.
Ok, here is the story, and the lesson for today, my children:
Yesterday, I got to see “Doctor Alex” in action.
We got to the Downtown Mall for lunch, parked, and were walking up to the Main Street from the car when we see a group of people huddled around someone, who we then realize is on the ground. There was a woman in scrubs, but it quickly became apparent that she was in scrubs for the comfort factor, rather than having had training (nothing against that, just an observation). Alex looks at me, says that he needs to go check it out, and we go over. There is a man on the ground, seemingly unresponsive (I wasn’t sure if he was drunk or what), but then we realize that they are putting paper towel to his head and that he is bleeding rather profusely. Alex asks if anyone is a physician, and, when people reply in the negative, he jumps into action.
Luckily, a man had called an ambulance and reported the accident (apparently, the man had gotten hit by a trailer at the intersection, and it had thrown him to the ground). Superficial diagnosis would be concussion, maybe a broken leg, and definitely abrasions to the head. But regardless of the seriousness or not of what had happened, Alex looked at the situation, saw someone (dirty, drunk, homeless, who knows? This man likely was all of the above, based on his condition) in trouble, didn’t shirk away from either the blood, the situation, or the outer-worldly appearance of the person, and simply wanted to help.
He admitted to me after that if he had needed to do anything actually really touching the man he would have used his shirt rather than really touch him–apparently, this is common throughout medical circles–you don’t know what people may have, clean/dirty/rich/poor whatever–and that you have to protect yourself. Kind of like putting the air mask on before you assist others.. But the fact that he had already thought through what he would do in that case… that is astounding to me.
The paramedics and rescue squad arrived not 5 minutes after the call to them/when we arrived, and by then, Alex had gotten the gentleman to respond (he was unresponsive when we arrived). By then, we had done what was needed (I was doing what I could, and speaking with the witness of the accident, who seemed to be a bit in shock (understandably), and we departed knowing that everything was well controlled without our help.
It takes a certain kind of person, whether they are trained for these situations or not, to be able not only to jump into a situation, to volunteer their services, but also to do it in the proper manner, and then to step away when the time comes. No wonder he is able to put up with me so well! And you can bet who will be dealing with our future kids’ vomit…
Please be safe and alert this holiday season (and throughout the year). People are distracted, might be intoxicated, who knows, and roadways will be getting worse and worse–exercise caution at streets, on bike paths, and everywhere else.
Please also don’t be afraid to help in situations, but don’t interfere when you have done all that you can.
So on that know, a few questions for today:
What 3 freebies would make your day at a hotel?
What do you look forward to most about going home (regardless of how good of a trip it was)?
Are you someone who would get involved, or are you more likely to let others take the lead? What is your emergency response MO? No judgment at all–you might not feel prepared or able to help! Just a question.