I'm still dealing with probably the roughest call I've responded to in almost 7 years on the fire department. What started out as our rescue squad being called out for a missing person turned into a two day search involving over 130 people from multiple agencies.This was so different than the other calls I've responded to in the past. In cases of fire or auto accident, the damages are already done, the property lost, the injuries sustained. In this case, we had a 40 year old autistic, diabetic man with the functional level of a 5 year old who had wandered off from home. To make matters worse, he couldn't speak or respond when called.
While we hoped our efforts would end in finding Kyle & providing the medication he desperately needed, the radio call "Code 99" for the coroner around noon yesterday signalled the end of our search.
It's the first call that's made me cry.
During one emotional moment last night, Jen reminded me that Kyle's with Jesus now, that his thoughts are clear, he can speak, and he'll spend eternity freed from his imperfect, human body.
A merciful God wouldn't have it any other way. Pray for his family as they cope with this loss.
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