Today is my sweet neighbor, Charlsie’s 90th birthday… although she swears she just turned 20! She insisted we call off the party we were going to have for her, but I think she was feeling well enough for company (she made a couple of comments about the day being kind of lonely and quiet).
We got her a new phone – one that amplifies the sound for people who are hard of hearing. It has ten speed-dial buttons and a “HELP” button to program often-used phone numbers. I programmed the numbers in for her and added “911” to the “Help” button. Then I showed her how to use the phone and the speed dialed numbers. I told her she could use the “redial” button and pushed it for her – assuming it would call our house phone (I had just used that speed dial button). Then I heard someone answer… “911 – what is your emergency?” Charlsie talked to her for a moment and told her she got a new phone and we were trying it out. The operator asked her if she was okay and she said yes, and hung up. I don’t know if she really understood the situation.
About 10 minutes later, two policemen showed up in her front yard. I had to explain to them
I’m an idiot that we had bought her a new phone and were programming it for her and called 911 by accident. They left after I convinced them she was okay.
I got a photo of the birthday girl. I forgot my camera, so I had to take it with my phone. She said it blinded her, but I don’t see how … her eyes were closed!!