Jt and I have been together for nearly 8 years and he has been a Firefighter all of those. So why is it that I am just now realizing he really is My Hero? I have to admit the fire thing never got me excited in fact it was quite the opposite when my friend approached me about introducing us he started by saying " I have a guy I want you to meet! He's a Firefighter!" lol... apparently this was suppose to be exciting! My first question was how old is he? I was 21 at the time, still young and I am not sure why but for some reason I thought Firefighters were old! (hahaha) Besides what was the chance of a guy my age having his act together already?! So long story very short my friend talked me into meeting him for a double, well actually triple date. Which didn't happen until a few months after he had mentioned it. I was really not even looking to date I was more interested in getting back on my feet after a few bad years. So I went reluctantly.
Well here we are married with children 8 years later. It has been a wild ride with lots of laughs but our share of sad times too. Like last night when Jt went out to the dog run to bring Daisy (our yorkie) aka "Daisy Love" or on some occasions "messy puppy" :) inside for the night. I went off to bed while he went to grab her and just as I was getting comfortable I hear him call VERY CALMLY (which freaked me out already) "Liz, I need you to come here". Now I know I tend to over think things so I went down the hall with nothing in mind... maybe there was some weird bug he wanted to show me :P lol I dont know. When he turned around there he was holding my Daisy limp in his hands! My heart dropped and tears started falling from eyes. My baby, I did not know at this point if she was dead. I started freaking out on him... is she ok? whats wrong? what happen? is she ok? He very calmly said "Liz you need to calm down she is fine, when did she last have food or water?" I reply... Alisa fed her this morning or at least she was suppose to. Mind you I am having trouble believing him that she is ok at this point because she is limp, not moving, looked dead in his hands! He puts her on the kitchen floor next to a bowl of water and she does nothing. I am freaking out in the background, still and finally he had enough. He turned around and very firmly said "LIZ I need you to calm down and go get the phone book we need to find that emergency vet." So of course I start yelling at him that I am not a patient and he is NOT going to treat me like one blah blah blah. I go to the desk but cannot find the phone book. Just imagine if one of your kids were hurt and someone said go do something. I know she is not a child but that is how I felt I did not want to do anything but hold my baby and tell her it would be ok! I finally find the phone book but now the task to find the number is too much I yell at him " I CANT DO THIS YOU NEED TO COME LOOK" so we switch. Her eyes are starting to roll back in her head now, I'm not sure what hit me but at that moment I took a deep breath and just started talking to her " Daisy Love, mommy loves you! You cant leave me! Im sorry! I suck! I love you Daisy love." The best part of my night was when I started talking to her the way I usually do her eyes straightened up and she started to whine. She was loving me back! I wanted to hold her so bad but JT wouldn't let me he wasnt sure what was going on and didnt know if holding her would make it worse. He found the Vet and off they went! I fasted the whole time she was gone! I was so pissed at myself for not double checking Alisa (It wasn't Alisa's fault I am the adult I should at least been making sure she did her chore). I thought to myself my dog is literally dying of thirst right now how can I do anything! So I just sat on the couch and talked to God it took a while but I knew after a few minutes of prayer she was going to be ok. After not hearing anything for a while I text Jt and said I was sorry for freaking out on him, then asked him to please keep in touch. He was really good about giving me updates and after all was said and done they got home around 3am we couldn't go to bed yet though because her temperature was so low the doc told us we needed to keep a very close eye on her that the temp had her very worried that it was more then heat exhaustion and dehydration.
So the point in that... oh wait Daisy is okay very tired today but okay!... the point is Jt was my Hero last night and is more often then not and although I was not into the fire thing too much to begin with and still am not completely warm and fuzzy about it I look back on last night and word cannot describe how absolutely grateful I am that God has blessed me with this man. He is my calm in the storm and oh man do i have some crazy storms! He always keeps me grounded and how amazing it is for me that my husband the "medic" could stay calm, do his job, and save my Daisy Love!! I couldn't be more proud. Thanks again for taking time to read about my life :P Leave a comment I love to hear from you guys!:D
LT
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