Oh my Zoomer... that sounds awful. Glad you were finally able to get back inside and warmed up!
I had something similiar happen to me, many years ago (read: before cell phones!). I went to leave the house, had my wallet (left the purse in the house), pulled the door shut, and realized the door was locked and I had no keys! (Now ex-) husband was out of town, and was not flying in until late that night. It was the middle of January, and I was just running out for a few minutes, so I didn't even put on a coat! I got a blanket out of the car (thank goodness that wasn't locked!) and wrapped myself up, not certain of what to do. Suddenly, I remembered a ladder in the garage that I knew would reach to the upstairs window that the lock was broken on! I could climb up, cut the screen with the hedge clippers and get inside. Four steps up the ladder, and it shifted, scaring me to death, and down I came! Ten minutes later, "Okay, I can do this!" And I try again. Same thing happens, and down I came! I went and sat in the car again. After about 2 hours of freezing, I decided to walk to the police station in town to see if one of our friends (also a cop) could help. Once there, I was told he wasn't on that day, and was, in fact, also out of town! My face must have fallen at that point, as I knew not what to do.The officer asked me what the problem was, and once he heard my story, he offered to take me to my house and help me. He would climb the ladder! So, a total of 3 police cars arrive at my house (with me in one) and they all shine their lights onto the house. The officer (MY HERO!) climbs the ladder, cuts the screen, goes in the window, and comes to the front door and lets me in! YEAH! I was so relieved!
NOW... as Paul Harvey would say, "the rest of the story". My (now ex-) husband was a volunteer firefighter for the town we lived in, and the next day, he was home, and in a meeting when his fire pager went off, saying that there was a carbon monoxide detector going off and that the fire department was asked to respond as the lady of the house was feeling the symptoms of carbon monoxide poisoning. And they gave our home address! Now usually, the fire department would respond to such a request with "no lights, no siren". But since they thought it was ME, the wife of one of their own, they took off full force! They got to the house and were pounding on the door, trying to get in. Well, the lady had given the wrong address!It wasn't me... I was at work!
So withing 24 hours, the police were at our house, shining their lights on the house, cutting our screen window, and the fire department was there, lights and siren, trying to help someone with possible carbon monoxide poisoning!
And we had moved in about 2 months before... Oh, what the neighbors must have thought!
Sorry for rambling on. I have always thought this was a funny story!
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Donna that's quite a story 
It is times like these that I wish they had hands instead of paws! LOL! Anyway, I did go next door because thankfully my neighbor was home. She let me use her phone and call hubby. Whew! I am glad you are OK. Hope you are thawed out by now! 
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