That Rascal May Have Saved My Life

Monday night I emailed the Rascal and told him that the fumes from the generator were thick in the house but the carbon monoxide detector wasn't beeping. I said I wasn't feeling too well and that "I was having trouble concentrating,more so than normal! LOL" I didn't get any response from the email and since I didn't have anything to do except sit in the dark and didn't want to run the battery down on the laptop, I shut it down and went to bed. I couldn't sleep well because of the generator noise and worry about whether I would be able to get it restarted if it ran out. I got up once to refill it and then went back to bed. I could tell that I wasn't too steady on my pins, but I thought it was because I just woke up. I fell back into bed and was instantly asleep. The next thing I knew was that I heard someone pounding on the door. I almost didn't get up. I had this feeling of "I just don't care." They knocked again and when I came down the stairs, I opened the front door to a police officer and two EMS techs. They asked me if I was OK, and I remember saying "I don't know, I feel a little fuzzy. I was asleep. The fumes in the house are so bad." They told me that they'd been pounding on the door for 10 min. They didn't even want to come into the house until they'd had the door open for a few minutes. They came in with a carbon monoxide detector and it didn't register, but they said the fumes were still dangerous. They asked me to come out to the ambulance so they could check me out. They took my blood pressure and pulse and then they measured my oxygen level. They told me that I should be at 100 and I was only registering 87. They put a oxygen mask on me and asked if I wanted to go to the hospital. I told them that even with insurance I couldn't afford it. They wanted me to go to a shelter, but I told them I couldn't leave the house and let my pipes burst, plus I couldn't leave my cats behind. The electricity was predicted to be off for two more days. They asked if I could go stay with family, but that wouldn't work because several family members were severely allergic to my cats. Then they said, "Who's Kirk to you?" and I told them I used to date him. They asked if they could call Kirk and see if I could stay there and come back later to fill up my generator. He agreed so the police officers helped me move my generator around to the back of the house where the wind wouldn't blow the fumes right into the window and I could lock it to the deck. Then they changed the wiring set up on the furnace to allow a longer extension cord to be used. They waited until they were sure that the furnace fired up again and I gathered some clothes and the cats into my car. They definitely went over and beyond the call of duty to help me. I'm going to contact a friend of mine who's a retired police officer and find out their names. Officers need to be commended when they go over and beyond to help someone. As for that Rascal, his 911 call may have very well saved my life. He told me that it was the responsible thing to do and he would have done the same for anyone, which helps keep things in perspective. Thank you Rascal.