Monday, May 10, 2010
I received the inevitable call at work and, as I am not a CEO or anything important, was able to leave without guilt, the sound of wailing, or frantic rescheduling of important meetings, to tend to my dear boy. As it was 11.45am and I reckoned we'd end up in the emergency department, I fed him before going to see the local GP and took a book. A wise move.
The doc was unable to straighten out my boy's leg which he held in a vice-like grip, knee totally bent, so he wrote us a note and sent us to the CHU.
There I saw a real baddie. He was handcuffed to a plain-clothes policeman and was sitting in an office off the interior reception waiting to be treated. He looked mean and mighty pissed off too so I tried very hard not to look at him (too much) so he wouldn't register my face and then come after me later. Well, you never know. I found it very reassuring that he was firmly handcuffed however, and that there were at least two uniformed, armed gendarmes milling about together with various pompiers.
It felt like being on the tele. I said to my youngest that there was a baddie in the next room and he just said, as though I were a bit of an idiot, 'Maman!!'
My son was called and we went to have his leg straightened, with a click... and then it was all okay. They X-rayed it just to make sure but it seems there's nothing amiss. He walked out, limping a tad, and we spent the afternoon watching dvds, including Next, with Nicolas Cage which had me quite entertained although my youngest told me he'd seen it already with his dad. Ah well, at least my afternoon off work wasn't completely without interest...
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Glad he was O.K.ReplyDelete
I wonder who the baddy was? And who had been brave enough to put him in casualty?
Glad your son was okay, it sounds like you had quite an eventful afternoon!ReplyDelete
As for the baddy oh-er, just like being on a TV show :)
Fly, he wasn't greatly hurt, no blood or anything dramatic. Maybe he'd sprained his wrist when he tried to escape the cops.ReplyDelete
It was quite eventful, Piglet. Later that afternoon a stone fell from the sky and cracked my windscreen. I must now schedule a visit to Carglass.
It felt like being on the tele cos that's the only place I've ever seen someone handcuffed. I've led such a sheltered life!!
Salut Sarah.. I just scored a few bottles of rosé from over by you. Actually, from Valfaunès. Pas mal.ReplyDelete
Do you know the village? Would you consider it to be in the Cevennes?
Hello Expat, no I wouldn't consider Valflaunès in the Cevennes. It's a bit too far south.ReplyDelete
I do know it, been passed many times. Glad to hear the rosé was okay.