So at one o clock this morning, I was rudely awakened by all of my fire alarms going off upstairs.I sit straight up in bed and before I even have a chnace to gather whatever thoughts one would have this early in the morning, I dash upstairs to see what the problem is. I grab a chair and try to disable the alarm since there is clearly no fire anywhere. I remove the battery, wave my hands madly in front of it, I even tried hitting the damned thing repeatedly to get it to shut the hell up. Finally...it stops. I take a deep breath. Then...it starts up again. SHIT!!!!!!! Finally it stops. By now, Im pretty badly shaken up. In true neurotic fashion, I call my husband who is at work ( he works in the Intensive Care Unit as a nurse at a hospital 30 minutes away, so he can't just leave). After rambling on for about 5 minutes straight, he politely advises me to go to the hospital if I have any symptoms of carbon monoxide poisoning, and tells me that he has to go because someone is having a health emergency.Carbon monoxide poisoning?! I didn't even think of that!!!!! I tell him I love him, thinking this may be the last time. I then bug the fire department and again get the same "polite" response...." go to the hospital if you have signs of co poisoning". By now, Im freaking out so I throw on appropraite clothes and run to the walmart close by that's open 24 hours a day. I run in like a mad woman and frantically ask where the CO detectors are ( I only have smoke detectors in my house). The woman looks a little taken aback and directs me in the right direction. I hurry home with my new detector and am pleased to report that there is no fatal fumes lurking in my home. Life has a funny way of waking you up, literally.