That’s the secret to life… replace one worry with another.
Charles M. Schulz
The other day I was strolling down the road, leaning back in the passenger seat, chatting on my cell phone, when abruptly the words, “call ended” flashed across the screen. Apparently my friend Bonnie had driven through a hole. She will call back…
Several minutes pass. The phone rings. Bonnie is talking super fast… “Tye fell out of the car. I don’t know how it happened…..”
“What?!!! Was the car moving?”
“No. I took him out of the car seat and he stood up, flew forward, and the next thing I knew, I was catching him sideways. I’m worried he is hurt.”
“Did he hit his head?”
“That’s why I’m calling you, I don’t know.”
“Is he crying? Is he in pain? Are his eyes rolling?”
“No. He is acting fine. He’s playing.”
After the normal “don’t worry, feel his head, make sure he doesn’t fall assleep, if he throws up go to the emergency room”, I tried to calm Bonnie with one of my own freakazoids.
“Once when Marissa was bouncing in her walker, she stuck a piece of hard candy in her mouth so I called the fire department… Within minutes, three firemen in all their garb burst through my front door. Marissa flailed happy arms. She rolled over to the melting heroes who were prepared to rescue this newborn from a mountainous piece of candy lodged sideways in her teensy-weensy gagging throat.”
“What?” Bonnie gasped. “You really did that? You really called the fire department???”
“Yes I really did that! Babies aren’t supposed to eat hard candy…”
“Wow, I don’t feel so bad now.”
Glad I could be of help, Bon…
You did not!!! That’s awesome!
My neighbor once called the fire department and told them she thought there was a bomb in her house because there was a weird smell…they came and she rewarded them by wearing her best skimpy outfit. She’s was so much fun to live by!!!
Great story. Thanks for stopping by!
That’s funny.
I’ve never had to call the fire department, but we’ve had our share of Poison Control calls. My youngest recently drank baby shampoo and ate dog food. I fear we’ve not hit the worst of his terrible twos yet, either.
love it!
Poor Bonnie! We just can’t seem to complete thoughts when our children are possibly hurt can we? lol
I took Natalie to the ER when she was a baby because she pinched her finger.
Marla
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