When my computer lost consciousness last night, I lost control!
My fingers were trembling like crazy as I tried to dial 911 this morning. Finally, I was able to press the numbers on my cell phone.
Screaming at the top of my lungs, I pleaded with the operator to send an ambulance right away. She told me she'd send one immediately. She said she'd send it along with one of the best doctors in the country! Meanwhile, she had me give my computer mouth to mouth resuscitation! I huffed and I puffed and I blew all my breath in!
Thank God! Finally, I heard the siren getting closer and closer! Quickly, I ran outside and started jumping up and down as I waved my arms back and forth in desperation. When the ambulance arrived, the doctor made a mad dash for my house and quickly pulled out his stethoscope from his little black bag and started listening for a heartbeat!
I cried desperately for him to PLEASE save my baby! The tears from my eyes and buggers from my nose flowed uncontrollably down my chin! The doctor looked at me in disgust and quickly handed me his handkerchief and asked me to please wipe my nose!
Immediately he started surgery and found what the problem was. It was the liver. This doctor came prepared because he quickly pulled out a brand new liver from his bag and started his liver transplant procedure! My baby opened her little eyes, and then took a deep breath, stared at me, smiled, and cried out "MAMA!"
Moral of the story: Playgirl and Baby (Computer) lived happily ever after! YAY