Got a phone call the other night from an area code I didn’t recognize.
“Mrs. Newlife?
“Yeeeeess?”
“This is the doctor from the Clara Barton camp? With Princess Punk?”
(as my pulse quickens and I start to hyperventilate just a teeny bit…) “Yes?“
“I have Princess Punk here in my office (Oh. Shit.) and I’m just calling to tell you that Princess Punk had a fall e and hurt her wrist. I examined it and it looks like a sprain. So we gave her some ibuprofen and put some ice on it.”
I actually laughed.
“Ummm? I just thought I should call you and let you know?”
(giggling) “Oh, sure, no problem. She does that.”
“Um?”
“No. I mean… I mean she’s kinda rough and tumble and she gets hurt pretty often.”
“Um? Okay?”
“No… I mean, as long as nothing’s broken, she’ll be fine. I’m sure she’s okay.”
“Okay, well, I just wanted to call and let you know.”
“Okay, thanks!”
~awkward silence~
“Ok, well I guess I’ll let you go?”
“Ok, I’m glad it wasn’t anything serious. I heard ‘doctor from camp’ and I got worried. But it’s just a sprain. She’s sort of… Klutzy.”
“Ok?”
“Alright, well thank you for calling!” (awkwardly forced cheerfulness as I try not to sound like a callous asshole) “I’m glad she’s OK!”
“Have a good night!”
“Um… Okay?”
Not really sure if laughing is the appropriate response to someone telling you your kid just got injured…
newlifeinvermont 
Jul 24, 2013 @ 08:18:02
Well it depends…. my son pulled his groin muscle because he didn’t stretch properly like both I and his Sensei told him before doing some pretty high kicks… So I laughed pretty hard when my husband came in screaming the next morning that Zaden felt his leg was going to fall off… lesson was learned though 😉
Jul 24, 2013 @ 08:24:00
Ahhh… kids. The entertainment value makes it all worthwhile. 🙂