My aunt called me at work (something that she rarely does, so I made sure that I answered). She was quite concerned that she was not able to get a hold of my mom or my son (my son lives with my mom).
Of course my mind went to a dark place and had thoughts of them slowly succumbing to carbon monoxide poisoning. I had carbon monoxide poisoning as a child, so it was a natural leap for me.
So, after repeatedly trying to get a hold of them, I contacted the police to request a wellness check.
The dispatcher was amazing. She was very calm, and she asked me the necessary questions, and let me know that a deputy would soon be on the way.
While all of this was going on, my aunt got a hold of my son and proceeded to yell at him.
She gave me an update, and I hurried up and got a hold of the wonderful dispatcher that I had spoken with earlier and called off the wellness check.
I then proceeded to let both my mom and my son know that I was going to chew them both out for scaring my aunt and I so badly.
At first, my son was quite defensive (understandably so), but I explained that I was worried that they were dead or dying and that my aunt and I were upset because we were coming down from the massive adrenaline rush we both were on. We were glad that they were safe, and simultaneously mad that we hadn’t been able to get a hold of them.
I am glad that they are both safe, but they need to pay for the headache I now have!