tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13617199.post816448180987124754..comments2023-10-02T05:32:46.993-04:00Comments on Love with a Shot of Adrenaline: Moments of Panic and AppreciationNatalie J. Damschroderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07800784042353921973noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13617199.post-30999860627780864202008-10-09T08:35:00.000-04:002008-10-09T08:35:00.000-04:00I'd have been panicked. Glad all turned out well!I'd have been panicked. Glad all turned out well!Vicky Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12553215002296818956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13617199.post-49529051050566176532008-10-08T18:57:00.000-04:002008-10-08T18:57:00.000-04:00It was more It was more panic in theory. While I ...It was more It was more panic in theory. While I was on hold, my mind was racing through the steps I'd take if she honestly wasn't there. I'd have to make the school find the other kids who get picked up at our stop, so they could ask if they saw her, if they saw someone pick her up, if she got on the bus, etc., and I'd have to call the police, etc. But really, I was absolutely certain she was there and it was a mistake. I don't panic easily, or fret much, until there is something definite to panic or fret about.<BR/><BR/>But it's one of those things!Natalie J. Damschroderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800784042353921973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13617199.post-84130785684969748392008-10-08T15:56:00.000-04:002008-10-08T15:56:00.000-04:00Yikes, I would have panicked too.Yikes, I would have panicked too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com