As we continue digging out from under feet of snow from the recent storm, I wanted to take a moment to express my gratitude toward the emergency services personnel of Loudoun County.
Just before midnight on January 23, I went into labor two weeks early. On a whim, I had decided to stay with a friend so that I would be closer to the hospital “just in case.” When “just in case” actually happened, I was worried about how I would possibly make it to the hospital.
With the storm having raged for more than twenty-four hours, all cars were buried, and roads were still covered. Feet seemed as insurmountable as miles in such conditions. I had no choice but to call 911.
Within moments, several firefighters arrived and were busy digging out the parking lot and surrounding streets so that one of their smaller vehicles could pass through to transport me to an ambulance waiting on a main road. Though I expected to wait close to an hour for help to arrive, help arrived almost immediately. Despite treacherous road conditions and the need to circumvent abandoned vehicles, we made it to the hospital safely.
Snow lovers often think it’s fun to experience a blizzard, but many of us only think of warm blankets, hot chocolate, and movie marathons by the fire. I witnessed firsthand the dedication of the emergency workers who put their lives and comfort at risk to help others.
Thanks to their efforts, I was able to make it to the hospital in time to safely deliver a baby girl. I wish I could thank each of them by name―many did introduce themselves―but there were too many heroes involved that evening for me to have met them all. And so, I offer my gratitude to the rescue workers who dedicate themselves to helping others, come rain or hail―or winter storm Jonas.