While out walking the dogs, I suddenly felt quite odd. Shaky, and hot, and a little bit dizzy. I had to sit down on a stile.
Other Half was concerned: ‘Are you alright? Do you want me to call an ambulance?’
Me: ‘Not unless it’s manned by two handsome young men.
OH: ‘I can put in a request.’
You can see it now, can’t you? Imagine OH ringing the ambulance service.
OH: ‘I need an ambulance for my wife - she’s come over all funny on our dog walk!’
Ambulance service: ‘What are her symptoms?’
OH: ‘She’s feeling very hot, and she’s shaky. Oh, and she says could she have two handsome young men in the ambulance?’
Ambulance service: ‘How old is she?
*OH answers*
Ambulance service: ‘So … she’s the wrong side of fifty, she’s suddenly feeling very hot and she wants two handsome young men?’ Background laughter. ‘Just leave her to sit quietly for ten minutes. She’ll be fine. Oh, and it might be worth having a word with her doctor about HRT.’
I didn’t get the ambulance. Pity. I still think the two young men would have helped.
LOL You are a scream
Why, thank you, Doris!
I think the two young men would have helped too. Never mind Luv, we’ll wait until we have a dizzy spell together.
Will two young men still be enough, do you think, Jeni?
Hmm. maybe we need to order a bigger help package. Can you ask 999 to supersize you? This could go back and forth for a while. I’ll IM you. LOL