Chapter 1: An Exciting Morning for Dad!

This morning Dad decided to scare everyone at Territorial by walking out of his office with a blood soaked pant leg. Yes, he sprung a vein leak at work. By the time he noticed what was happening the blood had soaked through his sock and jeans and was running down onto his shoe. Arleen, the secretary/school nurse, gasped and looked at his leg in horror. Dad immediately grabbed his leg and Arleen ran for the bandaids and gloves. By this time Dad had blood all over his hands. They decided that they would have to move his pant leg to stop the bleeding. Dad tried to warn Arleen but as they lifted the pant leg out of the way, yes, the blood sprayed right past her nearly hitting her in the shoulder and spraying all over the floor. They moved quickly to put pressure on the "leak" using cotton pads and gause but as Arleen was reaching for more and more cotton to soak up the blood she determined that she should call 911. So.... about 2 minutes later the EMT's came racing up the driveway with their lights flashing, followed by an Incident Commander in a truck, followed by an ambulence. Now panic has set in from the students and teachers who can see the parade of emergency vehicles coming up the driveway. Soon the rest of the staff and all of the visiting parents heard the comotion and came to see what was going on. To try stop the panic Arleen got on to the intercom and announced "everything's okay, Mr. Jones just needs a really big bandaid". The EMT's came to the rescue and quickly assessed the situation. They told him that they would have to stop the bleeding by putting on a compression bandage and then they would start cleaning up the blood. It was then that Dad realized that one of the EMT's was a former Junction City High School student. She was embarrased because she had to ask Dad how old he was. He tried to tell her that he was 29 but the other E MT said "not with this leg" (ha, ha) so he had to give up his real age. Arleen then took Dad's shoe to clean off the blood. She did a pretty good job but you can still see the blood in the creases and soaked into the stitches. The EMT's tried to get Dad to go to the hospital but he said he was okay and there was nothing they could do there other than send him to a specialist which he has already gone to and in fact already has a surgery scheduled. So they packed their things up and left. Arleen called the High School to let them know what had happened. The High School told Dad to go home, in other words, we don't want to see your blood soaked pants over here. So Dad called me gave me the scoop and said he was on his way to pick me up (we car pooled today) so I could take him home. So here we are, Dad is sitting in the recliner with his leg up and I am at the computer. I have to go back to work and Dad is already talkin g about going golfing this afternoon. Just thought I would share another day in the life of your parents......