Have you lost something? Did it just “disappear?” That happened to me, today. I knew that it had to be in the house, but where? I looked and looked and just couldn’t find it.
The “thing” I was looking for is my “help, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up” device. Today, following my usual routine, I woke at the usual time, dressed, washed my face and hair, ate my breakfast, and put all of the things into my pants pockets (shorts, these days). I usually wear a watch pinned to my tee shirt but because its battery is shot, I haven’t been wearing it. It was part way through the morning that I realized I had not pinned my emergency alert unit to my pants pocket and I began, somewhat frantically, to search for it. Everywhere. Even in places where I knew it could not possibly be. I figured it would be expensive to replace. So, the looking didn’t stop for a long time. Then, I gave up.
I finally decided the sensible thing to do was to call the company, explain that I’d lost the unit and would be needing another one. The woman at the company was gracious; she didn’t laugh or say “We hear this all of the time.” She helped me order a new unit and charge the cost to my account. I had a hard time understanding just how vulnerable I felt without that GPS unit pinned to my shorts. I could see myself falling downstairs without being able to access the company’s help. I saw myself falling down the steps to the porch, sprawling across the grass with no help available.
Later this afternoon, I had paperwork to do at my work table in the room I call my TV room. As I sat down in my gaming chair that I have to sit in because of a compression fracture (another story), I heard something clunk on the arm of the chair. Forgetting that I didn’t wear my watch pinned to my tee shirt, I reached for it and found the GPS unit. How the GPS unit got pinned to my tee shirt, I can’t tell. But, it did. My near panic disappeared. Once again, I felt protected in the event I needed emergency help.
So, once again, I called the company to let them know the lost was found. Again, the person at the company did not laugh. Did not say, “We thought you would probably find it.”
It got me to wondering – how many times a day do they get calls asking for help because one of the units has been lost. And, found.
Be safe and well.
The Cranky Crone
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8 replies on “Losing Something”
I seem to misplace things a lot! It’s a happy thing when they suddenly reappear.
I miss looking for stuff with you!
Bless you!💜
I frequently lay my cell phone down and papers are plopped on it or I forget which room it is in. I have no land line. Thank goodness my children bought me an Apple Watch for my 80th birthday. It has a button which beeps my phone. I love it. The watch also has an app on it that is I fall it will check with me to see if I need rescuing. So far I haven’t needed it. Now if I could locate a few other things.
I think there are gremlins in my house…
Mom, I have taken to wearing Dad’s LTB gold and silver bracelet. I wanted to wear it this morning, but when I looked in the place I always keep it (with another bracelet of his and some others of mine that fit into the same category) it wasn’t there. Panic rushed over me. Where did I leave it? How could I have lost it? How am I going to tell Heidi and Mom?
All day I kept thinking about it, and sadness crashed into me over and over again. Finally, tonight, after looking everywhere for it (really, everywhere, including my purse, the sunroom, the laundry, kitchen, and even the lost and found at work), I looked through my jewelry drawer one last time. Well, of course it was there!
How could I not have seen it this morning? Maybe I wasn’t meant to wear it today because something truly tragic was going to happen to it? Why is my first reaction always panic? Followed by a desperate search for the item? I am learning to take it on faith that my mind knows what it’s doing, but I just might not quite trust it just yet.
I have a needlepoint (that I actually spent about a year working) that says: Those proud of keeping an orderly desk never know the thrill of finding something they thought they had irretrievably lost. I love that saying, and it fits so well for me!
I’ve been guilty of walking around the house frantically looking for my phone all while I’m actually talking on it! (usually in deep conversation with my sister)