9-1-1

How many times annually is it normal to have to dial 9-1-1? I feel like I have had to do it an extraordinary number of times lately over the past couple years. Here's the crazy recap:

• Summer 2006: Road Rage Incident - On an entrance ramp, the driver two cars in front of me blocked the road with his car, got out, and went up to the window of the car in front of me, yelling at him. I called the police because I didn't know if he was actually going to bring out a gun next or not, but he banged on the window a couple times and then drove off.
• October 2006: Knocker Incident - Our renter was involved in a court case, and the friends of the bad guy she was accusing banged on her door in the middle of the night to scare her off. The police came to our house, and I spent an hour upstairs calming her down.
• November 2006: Anaphylactic Shock Incident - The aforementioned renter had an allergic reaction to some medication and pounded on our door in the middle of the night in anaphylactic shock. We called the ambulance to bring her to the hospital.
• February 2007: The Infamous Prostitute Incident (Isaac calls this the "Knife-Wielding Crack Whore Incident") - Isaac and I woke up in the night to a car horn that wouldn't stop beeping. After thinking it was an alarm that never stopped, we opened the window and heard a woman yelling, "Help me!" Thinking it was some kind of car accident, Isaac ran outside and I called 9-1-1. Isaac came across a woman yelling she had been raped by a man with a gun and brought her inside to our house, where I called 9-1-1 again to tell them what had happened. When the police came, they took the woman away and told us never to let someone "like that" in our house again. She had been a prostitute who had been refused pay, and she had attacked the guy to make him pay. The policeman pointed out her mitten on our oven filled with cash and said, "Couldn't you smell the crack on her?" (No, we didn't know it had a smell.)
• February 2008: McDonalds Parking Lot Incident - Ellie and I stopped at the University/Midway McDonalds and saw a man dragging a woman across the snowdrift into the parking lot. By the time we pulled in, the woman had collapsed on the ground and couldn't stand up. I called 9-1-1 and tried to help the woman, but another "Good Samaritan" muddied the waters and kept dragging the woman to her feet and yelling at her to breathe and stand up. I left Ellie in her carseat and kept asking the man to just leave her down in the parking lot until help arrived, but he was very belligerant and wouldn't listen. The original friend of the woman ran off angry, and the new guy dragged the woman into McDonalds. Ellie was petrified and screaming in the car because she could see the woman out her window. An ambulance came and decided the woman needed police more than medical attention, and we left after the police arrived.

Does that seem excessive to anyone else? Previous to the past three years, I had only dialed 9-1-1 once in my life. Thank goodness for cell phones, I guess.