Graham Crackers

Last night I got to bed at 10:30! That was SEVERAL hours earlier than I've been to bed in weeks! I was thrilled.

In the basement of my house is the staff lounge and each night, 3-4 staff have the whole evening (until about midnight) off. They usually spend it reading, doing laundry, watching movies, or relaxing, so I usually have a house full of people. It wasn't unusual to hear people talking last night, although I usually sleep through it. But last night at 11:30, I heard, "she's asleep? Can we wake her up? How long has she been asleep? I don't know, what do you think? Should we just knock?"

I wasn't sure what day or time it was or where I was or what was going on, but I was up and dressed and answering my door before they decided to knock. One of my counselors, K, was standing outside my door and two 9 year olds were on the porch. I told him to bring them inside because there was a CLOUD of mosquitoes practically carrying them away. My house is at the far far end of camp. Campers are not allowed past the health center, which is 100 feet away, so being in this area of camp, in the dark, at almost midnight was probably exciting/scary.

One of the camper's was complaining of heart pain. "Heart pain" at camp can mean anything from homesick to scared to stomach pain to bug bites... It could have been anything. K wasn't sure if they were allowed to wake up the nurse and I told him, that, yes, he can, but since they were already here, I'll try to fix it. I offered both boys some graham crackers and water. They sat on the couch for a while, and both were interested to know that not everyone at camp stays in cabins. After a while, the camper with the sore heart seemed a little better and I asked how he was feeling. "Pretty good" he said. So I told them if the pain came back to go to the nurse, but otherwise, I would check on him this morning.

He's as good as new today, so I guess the graham crackers worked. You can now add "heart specialist" onto my job description.