What I said, and what I should have said
A month in our house wouldn’t be complete without at least one trip to the emergency room for some mild childhood injury that always occurs after the pediatrician’s normal office hours.
Nearing the 30th, my 8 year-old son must have sensed that we had not made our monthly quota, so at a friend’s house last night with 50 people in attendance, he climbed a tree, then promptly jumped from a 15+ foot branch landing on his feet. I suspect he might have sprained his ankle.
So at the after hours urgent care facility du jour (I like to sample the area’s finest like restaurants or wine) we had the same conversation with the attending physician that I seem to always have in these situations. But just once I would like to answer with what I really say in the transcript of my mind…
Attending Physician: When he fell out of the tree, were there any adults around?
Me: No. If there were any adults around, he wouldn’t have been climbing the tree.
Attending: Did anyone see how he landed?
Me: He said he fell feet first. Didn’t I just say that no one saw him fall? I meant no one saw him land either. I bet you’ll take an X-ray, see something suspicious but inconclusive, and then send me to my regular orthopedist tomorrow.
Attending: While it’s inconclusive, there is a suspicious spot on the X-ray, so I want to send these films to your orthopedist for a follow-up tomorrow.
Me: Thank you very much. I never would have thought of that.
Well, maybe some things are better left unsaid.
And for we parents, not much else matters after, “Your son is going to be just fine.”
-- Suburban Diva