Best Laid Plans

‘Twas a rainy Seattle morning, and I was looking forward to a nice quiet shift on the bridge. Most boaters would not be out in this muck. I planned to drink my green tea, write my blog, and just relax.

Then a maintenance crew showed up. I had forgotten they were coming. No big deal. They’re professionals. They know what they’re doing. They need very little help from me. I just need to ensure that I don’t open the bridge while they’re hip-deep in machinery. Easy enough. We have safety procedures in place.

Then I heard the skidding of brakes. That sound instantly puts me on edge. I looked out the window, and there’s a bicyclist lying unconscious in the middle of the street. Not good. In fact, very, very bad. A crowd is already gathering. Traffic is backing up. I call 911. The first responders arrive with lightning speed. Then I call traffic control to let them know the road is blocked. Then the paperwork begins.

All told, the situation lasted less than an hour, but I’m still rattled. Why is that? The woman is going to be all right, but from the looks of her, she won’t be eating soup for quite some time. She landed face first on the grating.

I’m sure part of my feeling is the aftermath of an adrenaline dump. That’s never fun. But there’s also this feeling of being uprooted. I expected to be in one place (a nice quiet control tower, with my green tea and my blog) and was instead thrust headlong into another (your basic SNAFU). I almost felt as though I’d been abducted.

In addition, my ability to plan and organize was ripped from me. I had no time to prepare. These are comfort zones that I dislike having to depart from.

I didn’t panic. Everything went as smoothly as it could, given the circumstances. And while I wish this hadn’t happened to that poor woman, if it had to, it went as well as it could.

And yet I’m still rattled. But I still have my green tea and my blog.

I think I need a hug.

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20 thoughts on “Best Laid Plans

  1. Carole Lewis

    I’m sending you the biggest hug I can muster. I know what you mean. You are in a peaceful calm state, everything at the ready, then a tornado of sound, movement, confusion, then back to nothingness. Calm/chaos/calm. It takes the mind longer to adjust.

  2. lyn sutton

    A big bear hug… everything is going to be okay…

    I once lived across the street from a fire station. Just hearing the alarms summoning them on a call was adrenaline inducing…the up side was watching them jog by on their daily fitness runs in their cute shorts…also adrenaline inducing.:)

  3. Elaine Lorefield

    I hope you had some sugar for your tea. As the Brritish have always said, a nice cuppa with a lot of sugar will help to calm those after jitters..And a Hug.. of course!

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