<p>^^^^Tango, MY son’s modus operandi is, halfway through the conversation, “Oh…I just reMEMbered…”</p>
<p>Recent text I sent to my mom late at night “Mom don’t freak out ok but I just came back from the urgent care center…”</p>
<p>Love this thread. </p>
<p>S (college junior) rarely calls us when he has an ‘emergency’. Instead he calls his sister (a first year resident) because she knows more than we do! Last week, he called her at 2 a.m. to ask her how you know if you have a calcium deficiency. LOL! He was taken to the E.R. last year and we found out about it the next day… He also calls her when he needs academic advice. </p>
<p>He still calls us when he needs money. 
He did call H recently to request that he send his physical therapy exercises from his UCL injury. He must have thought pitching again would be a good idea. NOT!</p>
<p>“Mom, I left my passport on the plane, but British Customs let me through anyway.” Problem was, the passport had a Russian visa required for his connecting flight to his summer language program, and customer service for the airline did not open til 5 am the next am, assuming the plane was still there. (So why, when he knew he didn’t have his passport, did he not go back to the plane instead of sweet-talking his way through Customs!?!?!?)</p>
<p>This happened the night of the late June derecho, we lost power and internet during all of this, and I had just come home from a month in the hospital after my heart attack. It was not a good night.</p>
<p>Next am, he was able to get a United rep to board the plane and retrieve his passport, and he made his connecting flight. But it was a VERY near thing.</p>
<p>Greenbutton – scary about the niece!! And touching about the son. Glad both are okay.</p>
<p>W and I were 20 hours away from home in Fort Collins, CO with D for a big travel softball tournament. S calls at 10:00 at night from work (he was a server at a local eatery) to say he is having chest pain, dizziness, and his heart rate is 200. This is the kid who had his chest cracked when he was 4 days old to fix his aorta, then had a cardiac ablation at age 10 to fix his uncontrolled tachycardia (fast heart rate). I tell him to sit down, then try the trick that used to convert his heart rate when he was younger, which was blowing on his thumb really hard like a balloon. The next thing I hear is a groan, then a thud as he (I found out later) blacked out and fell headfirst onto the floor. Coworkers pick up his phone and tell me he’s awake now and they are calling 911.
D called me back 2 very long hours later as he was being discharged from the ER. “I’m fine, the cat scan of my head was negative, my EKG is okay, oh and Dr ABC and Nurses DEF and GHI and paramedic ABC all said to say hi.” Always when we are out of town!!!</p>
<p>re who to call. HS friend of son’s at the same college called his OOS math teacher brother after 10 pm for a calculus question instead of my on campus son who is a night owl, taking more advanced calculus that semester (and who got the math degree)… Found out about this from the kid’s mother on one of my several college/home chauffering gigs as I recall.</p>
<p>SaltwaterTom, sounds like your son might need a pacemaker.</p>
<p>After that phone call, it’s probably SaltwaterTom who needs the pacemaker!</p>
<p>Our DD finally called us after we sent a slew of emails & texts about her upcoming NY Thanksgiving plans. It was great touching base but the reason she called was to get tech support help from dear H!</p>
<p>We were also able to work on her NY plans & I suggested she contact her NYC friends about which airport was best for her to arrive at & depart from. She seemed surprise–the cheapest one, right? Ah, kids!</p>
<p>S has been silent because his phone is dying or dead & he really wants to get iphone5 with Sprint. Not sure about that combo, but he thinks it is great.</p>
<p>Have had each kiddo call & ask me for car insurance info–once with S when I heard a siren in the background. It turned out OK, but not a great way to begin a phone call.</p>
<p>I want Alice to post
“oh Mom, I was hit by a bus today.”</p>
<p>S1: “Guess what S2 told me he did last night?”
Me: “What?”
S1: “Turn on the news.”</p>
<p>:eek: What did you see?</p>
<p>“Hi, Mom, this is just a heads-up, I’m OK, but I just got hit by a car.” I couldn’t get him to go to the ER, he didn’t get the name of the person who hit him, and his bike is messes up. But he’s OK.</p>
<p>“I think I broke my nose” (as my train is puling into Penn Station this morning)</p>
<p>(S2 is in FL for Spring Break)</p>
<p>Me: Where are you now? How is the drive to FL going?
S2: I’m on a boat in Charleston SC. We decided to take a detour.</p>
<p>Or the phone call I got to say “I just hung out of a helicopter over the Bay” At least if was after the fact and not real time.</p>
<p>I may possible have rung my parents to say “you’re going to love this, I’ve broken my foot… but don’t worry, my bike is absolutely fine!”</p>
<p>D (who is a plane ride away) : “I lost my phone and may have broken my wrist. Can I have the insurance info (which was on her phone) and the cell phone insurance info?”</p>
<p>As worried/annoyed as I was about the incident (careless misstep at a party; I really hope no alcohol was involved) I was happy to hear that a friend stuck with her to go to urgent care and let her use her phone to call us. D let her friends know to e-mail her for communication and is now sporting a cast. Thankfully, she was not hurt worse, it’s the non-dominant wrist, and the phone was found by another friend. Good learning experience for her and more grey hairs for me.</p>
<p>S2 called me and started the conversation (he really didn’t need to say much because I could tell by his voice): “Something really bad has happened. It couldn’t be much worse.” He kept repeating this without telling me what it was. Someone had broken into his car and stolen his sax (he’s a grad student at a conservatory). He had called the police already and it was insured. Just wanted Mom to talk to. </p>
<p>The next time we talked, I told him that the number 1 rule for any child who is calling a parent with bad news is that the first words out of his/her mouth should be “I’m ok.” After that, we can deal with anything else. S1 did do that when he hit black ice at 4:30 a.m. one night and ended up in the ditch. Totaled the car but he wasn’t hurt.</p>