On Sunday afternoon I saved my son's life. Yes, saved his life.
Here's the story.
We went camping Saturday to Sunday to a little island off Auckland called Motuihe (Mo-two-hee).
We were playing at the beach Sunday afternoon and I was tossing a rugby ball into the water for Lloyd and Archie to catch or swim after and toss back to me.
I threw the ball into the water again only this time it went just a bit too far.
Lloyd went swimming after it but then said he couldn't get it. But he kept trying so kept swimming out further and further. So now I'm going after him and was soon in over my head -- Lloyd was not yet within reach.
I looked to the beach to see if someone, anyone was noticing and could come help. I see our friend Tim get up and come running so thought phew! Here comes help.
Well, do you know that he swam right past Lloyd and me and went after the rugby ball!! (Tim told me later that he thought I could touch the bottom and also that it looked like I had everything under control so that's why he went for the rugby ball instead of Lloyd).
So I proceeded to get my arm around Lloyd properly and sloppy swim our way back to where I could stand and then to the beach where Lloyd coughed and spluttered his way back to being his happy self.
You never do know how you'll be in an emergency until it happens.
And I thought he was precious to me before...!!
2 comments:
Whew!!!
Wow, how scary! Good for you- awesome job! Praise God Lloyd is OK! By the way, that picture of Lloyd is absolutely priceless!! Makes me smile! :)
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