Like many parents I’m sure we made several trips to the ER when our child was young.
I remember once when our son was a toddler he split his lip falling in our apartment. I couldn’t stench the blood and so my husband and I took him to the ER at our local hospital only a few blocks away. (See Doctors Hospital and the Very Sharp Cheese Plane)
The kid was put on a gurney and we were told to wait until someone could see him. I guess we each thought the other was watching him, when apparently we both had our backs turned and heard a thud. Our young charge had rolled off the gurney and hit the floor!
Looking around to be sure no hospital staffers saw us, we quickly lifted him up and put him back. As he wasn’t crying, and we judged he had no broken bones, we decided that when we saw the doctor we wouldn’t mention the slight incident with the gurney.
After all we didn’t want the hospital to report us for child abuse!
– Dana Susan Lehrman
This retired librarian loves big city bustle and cozy country weekends, friends and family, good books and theatre, movies and jazz, travel, tennis, Yankee baseball, and writing about life as she sees it on her blog World Thru Brown Eyes!