When our son was about 8, I got a phone call in my office from the school director, to tell me that he had fallen in the schoolyard and had been transported to the nearby Hospital, probably had a concussion and God knows what else !
I got a shock, dropped everything, informed a colleague, took my purse, the car keys and ran as quickly as I could to my car and drove to the hospital. I imagined the worst ! When I arrived I stormed to the reception to know in which room he was. They told me a number and I took the lift which seemed to work like a snail and arrived breathless in the room. I thought I would find a half dead child, unconscious and badly injured !
I opened the door and what did I see ? A normal looking little boy, crying and sobbing loud who, when he saw me screamed : "I want my Hulk, I want my Hulk" ! It took me a little moment before I understood what he wanted. His Hulk doll ! He wasn't badly injured, he actually was in a very good shape which was confirmed by the doctor, who told me that he only had to stay in observation over night. Was I relieved ! So I hurried home, a miracle that I didn't get a ticket, picked up this dammit doll and drove back to the hospital.
The dream of all little boys end 70 beginning 80 !
As soon as my son saw his Hulk, he stopped crying gave me a big smile and put this ugly thing besides him in his bed, not before showing it proudly to the other two children who were in the same room.
From this moment on he was completely cured, spent a good night in the hospital and I could pick him up the next morning.
The day after he could return to school, but without Hulk, he remained home, I didn't take him with me to work !
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Hi Gattina .. good H for Hulk story .. guess what I'd do?! Wet as weather can be here .. cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteWhat a loving post and creative one for H ~
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artmusedog and carol
Sounds like the Hulk was good medicine!
ReplyDeleteThe Hulk can do amazing things!
ReplyDeleteI was expecting a green little boy in that hospital!
ReplyDeleteI never like Hulk. But then I wasn't a boy :)
ReplyDeleteOh yes, I remember my kids liking Hulk for a while. Glad your son was OK.
ReplyDeleteI never understood what it was about these plastic toys that kids like! I definitely adored soft flurry animals when I was a child. No dolls {:-D
ReplyDeleteThat's a cute story. I remember my boys liking the Hulk when they were little.
ReplyDeleteH is for HAha! And for remembering the feeling when I got those calls a couple of times. (Four kids ... A wonder I didn't lose my job, even though they knew not to call me unless there was blood ;)! We survived!
ReplyDeleteMy two youngest sons loved their Hulk dolls too. I couldn't believe how far they used to bend and stretch that thing.
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