Sunday, September 11, 2011

Things I Need to Blog About

This is my list of blogs I need to write...
  • Encinitas  Vacation
  • The Shoulder
  • Me and the Bike
  • The Canner and I
Hope these com soon!!  

All Dogs Go to Heavn

Mikella, my mom's dog. went to heaven yesterday.  Did you see the storm last night?  It was Mikella and Coco, our old dog, fighting over who we loved more!!

Where was I?

On September 11, 2001 I was at a Society of Otolaryngology-Head and Neck Nurses meeting in Denver, CO.  Steve called me early in the morning and asked me if I was OK, because he had a bad feeling.  I told him he was nuts and to go back to sleep.  A little while later, he called me back and told me to turn on the TV.  I saw the reruns of the first plane going into the tower, and I thought it was just a plane gone wrong.  then, I saw number 2....I called Steve and then my mom....then the phones would not really work due to the influx of calling.  I got into the shower and hurriedly got ready for my meeting, knowing that many of my friends were from the NYC area.  I went downstairs to the meeting, to meet a somber group of people.  TVs were everywhere...People were crying....Trying to call their loved ones...

An announcement was made...No classes would be held, as scheduled in the AT&T building next door, as it was under lockdown.  At that point, I decided to try to get home. I kept trying my phone, and when I could get through, the wait was forever....and then I was disconnected.  One of the physicians I work with was at the physician meeting at the convention center...that was the ticket...literally!!  I walked over there and everything in the usually busy exhibition hall, was quiet and exhibitors were dismantling their spaces.  I found Dr. G and we discussed how to get home.  He had found that there were no cars available for rent....no planes were leaving the airport...but he would let me know if he found a way home.

I went back to the meetings, and felt the love of everyone coming together.  Scheduling of the meeting had been done a year prior, but there was a general session on healing for the nurse....After the session, a large group of us decided to have dinner together.  Since at that point we all knew our family was safe and we realized we were all there for awhile, we relaxed and had a good dinner together.

As Wednesday dawned, it became quite apparent that I was going to be in Denver for awhile...especially since Dr. G had caught a ride home with 3 other AZ physicians in a compact car!!  The airlines were making reservations for Friday--with no guarantees.  I had a flight out at 8AM Friday morning!!  For some reason, I had packed a couple of extra days clothes...I helped to pack up the meeting and then my group just went wandering around the area.  We went on a tour of the US Mint--something I might never have done. 

Friday morning came and I left at 5AM for the airport.  I got there and there was a long line.  The airport personnel (not yet TSA), went through my luggage with a fine tooth comb.  Everyone in line was silent or just spoke to each other in hushed tones.  I was then told I could proceed to the gate.  It was eerily quite, as I walked alone up the ramp.  When I got to the gate area, there was only one couple there, also trying to get to Phoenix.  We talked to each other, and then welcomed another person.  As each passenger came up to the gate, we welcomed another to our group.  It was time to board the plane...I am not a good flier to start with, so I was VERY nervous.  I was buckled into me seat, and a Middle Eastern man came down the aisle.  My first thought was fear....then I had to think..."He is only trying to get home too".  I was never so glad to get to Phoenix!!

When I got home, Steve shared with me an experience he had with Will on September 11...If he had shared it prior to my arrival home, he knew I would have walked home...With all of the phone issues, the phone at home rang as Will was going ready to go to school.  Will thought it was Steve, so he called him back numerous times, but was unable to get him.  He left Steve a fearful message that something had happened to him since he left for work.

It is a day that I will never forget....