Friday, January 02, 2015
Today when I came back from brunch I saw an ambulance in the driveway we share. I saw a little kid of about 8 or 9 being helped onto a stretcher. Surrounded by smiling, encouraging adults, the wee one tearlessly clutched a stuffed bear.
I don't know what was wrong with the child. Clearly not broken bones and there was no oxygen there to help the kid breathe.
I do know that anyone young enough to get comfort from a plush toy is too young to be rushed to a hospital.