Hubby and I were in the living room. The kids were already at school. He was getting ready for work. Suddenly we saw headlights coming up our driveway. It was dark out and the headlights were really bright, so we couldn't see the vehicle until it got close enough to the house for the porch light to reach it. It was an ambulance! Of course we were like WTH? The paramedics got out and went around to the back, opened the doors, and pulled out a gurney holding a kid sized pile of bandages, gauze and sheets. I knew right away that it was my daughter and I ran out there in tears asking "What happened? What happened?" There were blood stains all over the sheets which, of course, made me think the worst, until she opened her eyes. The paramedics told me that she had been attacked by a swan. A swan!?! Huh?!? Apparently she was at a park with her class, having a class picnic. She and a few friends wandered away from the group to play. Well, it was a park, so that's ok. Except they got too close to a swan nest and the swan attacked. My daughter was taken to the hospital and brought home with 100 stitches down her back and leg.
Scary. But a few things to point out about this dream:
1. Swan attacks do happen. I knew that. I have seen it happen. I did a little (very little) quick research before finishing this blog. It seems like most deaths from swan attacks are drownings. People are in the water, and trying to fight off the swan at the same time, and end up drowning. Apparently they can hit you hard enough with their beak or "elbow" to break bones. I didn't find anything where bloody gashes were involved. That doesn't erase the horror of seeing your child on a gurney with bloody sheets though.
2. It was dark and the headlights were bright. Why was the class at a park having a picnic when it was so early in the morning and still dark?
3. Why were we not notified when the attack happened? And why was the ambulance delivering her home?
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