When you get a call on your cell phone as you buzz through traffic
from your 19-year-old, who headed out half an hour ago on his
bike, asking in a strange voice, "Mom where are you now?," terror
covers your heart in an ice cold layer. "Why? What's the matter
Sam?," I asked. Sam's answer: "I've taken a pretty bad tumble on my bike."
I drove as quickly and carefully as I could through rush hour
traffic to the Brick Works where Sam said he'd be, and my husband
sped to the site from the opposite end of the city. Luckily
both of us had our cells with us and on, not always the case.
Thank goodness Sam had his cell, and was not so injured that
he couldn't call.
green, and we loaded the bike and Sam into Steven's car, and
I followed up to Sunnybrook hospital. Our son is lucky. He has
a large bump, and massive bruise close to his groin, that missed
hurting him seriously, or cutting off the nerves to his leg by a
fraction of an inch. We chose the right emergency ward,
and they were prompt. In the hospital we wrapped Sam
in blankets and waited 2 1/2 hours to see a doctor, but that
was fast. The hospital staff treated him with care and kindness.
Hearing that your child is hurt, swiftly puts all other thoughts
in your mind into instant perspective. And knowing he'll be
fine makes the world right again.
very kindly gave me paper. I seem to have lost the best one.
Oh well -- I have my boy and can draw him again.
Have a thanking-the-universe-for-the-people-you-love day.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Mom where are you now?
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- Barbara Muir
- Toronto, Ontario, Canada
- I paint and draw on commission and for shows. To commission a portrait, or purchase one of my paintings please contact me at: firstname.lastname@example.org
A major highlight in my career? Drawing Oprah Winfrey live via Skype for her show "Where in the Skype are you? Galleries: Studio Vogue Gallery, Toronto, Canada. The Amsterdam Whitney Gallery, New York City. Gallery at the Porch Door, Kingston, Canada. Your positive comments on this blog mean the world to me. I'd love to hear from you!
Oh, Barbara! What a blessing he will be fine. I know that cold jolt of terror. There is nothing like it on earth. Here's to quick healing-- thank God for cell phones!
Oh Barbara!! What a chilling experience. It's kind of cute though that he would call mom instead of 911.....I guess you are 911!
Give him a big hug for me...and one for you and Steven too!
Gute Besserung !!!
Yes cold jolt of terror is right. Thanks for the good wishes. He's such a nice guy, kept apologizing for disturbing our day!
Yes -- the doctor said the cell phone was an excellent idea for bikers. Plus helmets. Please wear your helmets.
I guess you'd call 911 if you didn't have parents with cars in town. We are first. We would have called 911 if he couldn't move -- in a heartbeat.
Thanks for the hugs. Quite a bit of that going on. Bless you.
Vielen dank for your good wishes. (I hope I said that right.) I absolutely love your work!!!
Wow! Glad to hear he's going to be alright.Scary stuff. The drawing of Sam after the pain killer tells a real story. Must have been some kind of potent . I agree with floramary, you are the 911 in Sams life. And no doubt many others.
I'm sure you're the 911 in your family's life too. You're just too darn nice to be anything else.
Yes he did give us a good scare.
Love the paintings you've posted this week.
Gracious! I'm only now reading your post from Friday. I'm so glad Sam's ok. I'm sure he's limping pretty badly, but he's alive and safe. Sending love your way...
This is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO scary. Those are the calls that stop time itself. I am so very glad that Sam is okay.
Oh dear, only now got round to reading your post - I am so sorry about Sam's accident and glad he wasn't injured too severly! I can't believe that you actually drew him while you were in hospital!!! You are definitely a devoted artist, Barbara - very impressive! I wish Sam that he gets well soon.
I didn't see this. Sorry, I have been crazy busy. Yes Sam is fine, thanks for your good wishes.
Thanks so much. It was terrible. So much has happened since, and like teenagers do, he has healed magnificently.
I think we were sitting for about three hours. There are maybe three magazines (old) shared between many people, so drawing is a
thing to do to pass the time, when no one feels like talking. There was a TV in the corner, tuned to an impossible movie. I drew my boy instead.
Thanks for your kind wishes. Sam is now completely recovered.
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