Friday, February 8, 2008

True Confessions

Our five-year-old grandson fell backwards at school on Monday, opening a gash on the back of his head. My son-in-law took him to a walk-in clinic, thinking things would move faster than at the emergency room. They said, "Two hours." So Son-in-Law asked me to bring some books and toys. By the time I arrived, Andrew was already in a cubicle, screaming as two nurses tried to snip away some hair. He calmed down as soon as they left. An hour or so later, the doctor came in to stitch up the wound. Two nurses and one father were needed to hold the kicking and crying patient still. The nurse said soothingly, "You're being so brave."

Andrew set her straight. "No, no! I am NOT brave!" he wailed.

5 comments:

Kimberly Ann said...

Oooh, what a owie! Hope he is feeling better.

Amy Y said...

Awww ~ poor lil guy!

Thanks for stopping by my blog ~ and for voting Obama! :) We need him desperately!

Jean said...

I expected 'Merlin' was going to be a magical place. Yes.

Enjoyed your other blogs too. I love satire and puns and parodies.

Found you when you commented on a blog where I mostly lurk.

CJM-R said...

Hi,
thanks for stopping by today. Yep, I am part of the sandwich generation, it is challenging at times.

Great blog you have here.

Poor sweet unbrave Andrew...

Lena

CJM-R said...

Hi,
thanks for stopping by today. Yep, I am part of the sandwich generation, it is challenging at times.

Great blog you have here.

Poor sweet unbrave Andrew...

Lena