A Frightening Moment
In my last post, I talked about the amazing amount of dedication that goes into choir, and especially during Christmas Concert season. Well, have I got a story for you from this weekend!
Friday’s concert went very well, followed by a dumping of snow that night. Well, the snow sure didn’t stop us or concert goers on Saturday as both nights were almost completely full. Satuday afternoon was fine, and Saturday’s night concert was unbelievable.
Unfortunately, I was distracted for about the last third of the concert. You see, the girl that stands next to me I noticed wasn’t breathing regularly. Well I thought she would simply sit out for part or the rest of the concert, but I began to be a little concerned when she stood for the next song and was kind of wobbeling a bit.
So I grabbed her hand to support her a little and hopefully transfer some energy and kept holding her hand until our last mass chorus piece. When everybody started walking I had the chance to lean over and tell her to sit down. At this point, she just collapsed and me and the girl behind her managed to get her into her chair.
I wasn’t sure if she was ok or not, or if I should walk with the rest of the choir or not, and was rather distressed and confused. I figured she would be ok and so I made sure she was sitting upright and walked with the rest of the choir to the middle of the stage. I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see someone go up on stage and start taking care of her.
This relieved me a bit, but I was extremely grateful to see that she was on her way to recovery after I had changed out of my robe. Turns out, the poor girl had been working all night so that she could stay at Concordia and was exhausted I’m sure. Later that night she went to the ER and discovered that she had a bronchial infection that caused an oxygen deficiency.
What really strikes me about the whole thing is not that I was so scared and concerned about her, but that she actually had the guts and tenacity to attempt singing her heart out that night. Mind you I don’t condone staying up all night before a big event, but she was just trying to fight for what she wanted - and that is to be a singing Cobber. Now that’s dedication. She is doing just fine now and back to the same fun-loving, hard-working, bautifully-singing, wonderful Cobber that I know and love! You Go Girl!
P.S. the picture doesn’t really have much to do with this story other than that they are in concert choir and have goofy faces 