J.R.

Damn...

5:30 am , my 10 y/o son runs into my room and
says his friend is having a Seizure..

Shit.. imagine that shit in the early a.m.

Seems the poor kid has them from
time to time and it happend to be at an overnight
stay at my house.

So, I call 911 and his mom,

I has some po dunk fire department show up
exactly 9 mins later.. good thing its not life or death!
We live about 10 mins outside of town.

A lesson to be learned when you want to live on
a bunch of property and a big house.

Luckily it's o.k. and he is alright, but none the less
scary shit to have to endure for both him and us.