Ours was dramatic.
Early evening was out on a the road bike when phone rang – my wife, saying our 10yr old daughter had taken a hard tackle at school Rugby match (which was supposed to be “tag” rugby, not tackling!!!) and was massively hyperventilating and that she’d called an ambulance.
I was in Lurgashall, approx 30 mins ride away. Absolutely stomped home, full of fear and nerves, almost puked.
As I came down the hill to our house I arrive to see THREE ambulances in the road/driveway and OMFG an Air Ambulance helicopter in the field by the river. My heart nearly burst through my chest cavity when I saw that.
I flung the bike away and rushed in to see daughter and wife surrounded by 2 Doctors and 5 ambulance people, but thankfully she was OK. She was still massively hyperventilating but after another 30mins or so the Doctors managed to get her calmed down. She’s OK now, thankfully, but my God, as a parent, situations like that make you very glad for what you have in life.