“Hello?”
“Hi. First of all, don’t freak out: she’s okay.”
We’ve all gotten calls like that. Which doesn’t make them any less alarming.
(She really is okay, by the by, just a bit sad and uncomfortable and the sorry recipient of a very important life lesson.)
But an even worse opening to a conversation?
“Hello?”
“Hi. You need to come home. Right now. The doctor said we’ve got to take Max to the emergency room. Immediately.”
(She’s also okay, by the by, just the genetic beneficiary of her mother’s and maternal grandmother’s low blood pressure which, when combined with a virus, leads to a sudden and most upsetting albeit very temporary lack of consciousness.)
Whatever happened to: “Hi! I just called to say I love you!”
(Oh. That’s right. That sucks too. Just in a very different way.)
Oh gosh, I hope Max recovers quickly. Parenting sure can be scary sometimes!
Posted by: patience | Friday, February 15, 2008 at 09:26 PM
You have my prayers for Max's speedy recovery.
Posted by: Ed | Saturday, February 16, 2008 at 01:59 AM
Oh! Ow! Poor kid. Hope you all feel better soon.
Posted by: KathyR | Saturday, February 16, 2008 at 05:51 AM
I hate those phone calls. They make your heart stop. I'm glad she's okay.
Posted by: shannon | Saturday, February 16, 2008 at 10:19 AM