Heart-Stopping Phone Calls

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"Mrs. Fruit?"

"Yes."

"This is an underpaid, over-worked employee of Rubyfruithills Elementary. Is your son with you?"

"Ah, no, he's with you, right?"

"Well, we're not sure, we thought we'd just call and see if he was with you. Let me call you back."

"Yes, please do that. Right away."

I'm a stressball. Somebody pass the drugs.

My son is fine by the way. They found him. Which is a really good thing.

Anybody else have any HSPC stories?
 
The midnight call when your son is away for a 2-week camping field trip and the first words are "It's not as bad as it sounds" and the second are "Lifeflighted out"
 
Ooooookay, shall I commence the verbal flaying of the underpaid, overworked school personnel now or give them a day to think they're safe first?

I'm glad he's fine, Ruby. *hug*

And hearning you giggle on the phone always makes my heart stop *smiles*
 
My son is in preschool.

He make it from the basement to the third floor before anyone knew he was gone.

What is really sad, is that no one noticed him running about the halls.

I hate his school.
 
Ok...so in the defense of the underpaid overworked school personnel...a story.

There was a field trip. No one told anyone in the office where they were going, or when they'd get back. The only person who knew had gone to a district meeting. A mother calls and says there is an emergency and she needs to know where she can pick up her daughter. They can't frickin' figure it out cuz the lame-o teacher didn't tell anyone but the ass. principal. They looked like morons. Mom was pissed (understandably so), however, it was the teacher she should have been mad at, not the office staff.

Where was he, BTW?
 
If you mean me, honey, he was still on the third floor. He just started coming down the steps when the teacher was going up.

He is a sneaky little snot.

Of course, I wasn't mad at his teacher, but I was mad at the office and the other teachers. I find it hard to believe that my noisy AND nosy son didn't wave red flags to anyone else.

But, maybe I am being too sensitive.:confused:
 
Any phone that that begins with the words "Don't panic", because what's the first thing you'll do PANIC! My mom did this to me after she was in a car accident. Luckily, she wasn't badly hurt.
 
Thanks for the kind words, everybody.

Fuzzel, I'm almost afraid to ask what happened. Lifeflighted out would seriously freak me.

*smoochies for Nora* :)

You can tell us about your bad-boy youth here, STG. :)

Mama, I hear ya on that. I had trouble keeping my son in preschools because he was such a flight risk. He got off campus and a block away with one of them.

Emoodie, I'm not mad. Frankly, I'm amazed that that few adults manage to keep tab of that many kids. My son's special ed teacher had to leave and she put him in his regular ed class, but forgot to tell somebody, or who she told wasn't around. I'm not really clear, I just wanted to hear he was safe.
 
Ah, at least he is safe now!

Hugs to you, Ruby. It's every parent's nightmare!
 
Rubyfruit said:
Thanks for the kind words, everybody.

Fuzzel, I'm almost afraid to ask what happened. Lifeflighted out would seriously freak me.

*smoochies for Nora* :)

You can tell us about your bad-boy youth here, STG. :)

Mama, I hear ya on that. I had trouble keeping my son in preschools because he was such a flight risk. He got off campus and a block away with one of them.

Emoodie, I'm not mad. Frankly, I'm amazed that that few adults manage to keep tab of that many kids. My son's special ed teacher had to leave and she put him in his regular ed class, but forgot to tell somebody, or who she told wasn't around. I'm not really clear, I just wanted to hear he was safe.

Yeah, those Special Ed teachers have so much more responsibility than the rest of us. I admire them greatly. I'm glad he's safe, and that he was in a safe place. I'm sure they were panicked beyond belief.
 
y'all have had some good close calls...but unfortunately it reminds me of the heart-dropping calls...ones where life is much different after than before

Went out for a birthday dinner and called Grams to check on the kidnick (who was fine), but our special pupdog had run out into the road. :(

I know there are worse tales out there...but i'll forever hate that moment.
 
Heart stopped for a moment once many years ago.

"Mr. ______________ You need to come down to the day care immediately. Your daughter...well I don't want to talk about it over the phone. You really need to get down here now." click.

I am thinking...what has happened? Why not tell me now? What the hell is going on?

I get to the day care...walking down a hallway to the office I see a seven year old boy (rather large for his age too) sitting on the bench out front with a black eye and a bloody nose, a rag in his hand full of blood.

'oh shit...what the fuck happened?' I am thinking to myself.

I enter the office...there is my baby girl...4 years old, wearing her rainbow bright dress and black oxford type shoes. She looks A.O.K to me.

Daycare lady:

"Your daughter is a bully, and a very vilolent little girl...she need professional help. I want her out of my daycare and don't ever bring her back."


Me:

"What happened _______(daughter)?"


Daycare lady:

"Mr. _______ she has been ..."


me:

"I asked my daughter...not you ma'am. Please let her tell me what happened."


daughter:

"I did just like you told me daddy. He wouldn't leave _______ alone and took her doll. I told him to give it back. He wouldn't, then he pushed us down. So...I got up and then hit him with my left and followed through with a right. He went down, so I went to see if my friend was allright."


(I had been teaching her a bit of boxing...just as a fun thing since she showed some interest in it one day. Never thought she would put it to use like that.)

daycare lady:

"Yes. She beat up my son Mr. ____________ and I can not have that kind of violence in my school. She has to go."

Me:


"Sounds to me like he is the problem...not ________ (daughter). Perhaps you should get your son some 'professional' help. I don't think I want my daughter here anyway. I taught her some other stuff that I don't think your boy would like to learn about."


On the way home I stopped at McDonalds and got her a large icecream cone. We had a long talk about her skills and I let her know that I was proud of her.
 
Here's mine;

Dad's girl: "Come here. It's your dad." click

Ok so my sis and I hop in the car and drive across town at the speed of light. We get to his house, my other sister's car is out front, as well as my dads car. Nobody's there, the front door is open, the front window is broken and there is a trail of blood going from the front door to the room with the broken window.
We're wigging the hell out and the phone rings. It's my stepmom. She says, "Your father is in the hospital. I'll meet you there once I post bail for your sister and brother-in-law." click

By this time I'm like WTF.
We go to the hospital and there is a cop in full swat uniform in front of my dad's room. So here's what happened. He caught his girl cheating on him, told her to get her stuff out of his house and locked himself in the front room so she couldn't plead with him. Meanwhile, he calls my sis to come over to make sure this b**** doesn't take his stuff. She's in the other room on the phone with the cops telling them that he locked himself in a room with his rifle (which wasn't even in that room) and she was scared. So my sister pulls up as the swat team comes in with their weapons drawn and she runs in front of them so they can't shoot my dad. They arrested her for obstruction, then my brother-in-law is talkin shit to the cops because they're ARRESTING MY SIS FOR B.S. They arrest him for obstruction. They break through the front room window and tackle my dad (seeing no gun in his hand but still thinking he's a threat) As they tackled him some of the glass from the window peirced the artery in his arm, thus the blood trail.

I think my heart stopped many times that night.
 
Was the worst call..

Mrs Flower? .. Army drone_01
Yes? ... Me.. Oh great another bill
Please sit down. ...Army drone_01
Excuse Me? ..Me.. getting nervous, wanting to cry.. panic mode
Your husband was rushed to the Emergency Room at oh-five hundred. He isn't expect to live much longer. I will be right over.


Got to the hospital.. Hubby was walking out of the ER room. He was fine.
 
What a night, Christcat! Sounds like an eposide out of cops. LOL

Curious, sounds like you raised a little scrapper. :) I bet she's doing just fine in life now.
 
November 3, 1997...

My brother called after my mother had gone into surgery for heart valve replacement.

He told me that mom was having Renal failure, and in critical condition.

I had seen her 3 days earlier after the surgery, and she seemed fine.

I lived 550 miles away, that was the longest drive of my life. My wife who has a background in healthcare thankfully didn't inform me as to exactly what "renal failure" was...

When I got to the hospital 8.5 hours later, I called on the courtesy phones as I had done three days earlier, and the following conversation ensued.

"CCU"...I don't remember his name..

"yes, I'm calling to find out what room Mrs.________ is in"

"Who?"

"Mrs.__________, she is in CCU after valve replacement surgery...

"Oh, Mrs.__________passed away...."

"OH NO..." <crying uncontrollably>

"Who is this?"

"This is her son.."

I miss you mom....
 
A sleazy, bill collector tactic...

I got as call on my answering machine with this message from a female caller, (sobbing) "Please return my call as soon as you (sob) get it, this is a family (sobbing) emergency.....(boohoo), please call immediately..(phone number)(sniff) thankyou.."<click>
Needless to say, with my heart jumping through my chest, I called the number, "Thankyou for calling Bxxxxxxxxx Finance Company, how may I direct your call?"
I didn't know they hire drama students for these jobs, heartless bitch..
Needless to say, I will not return any calls that do not identify the company, and the reason for the call. (everything goes on the recorder)

(I transcribed the message from my Callwave recording)
 
Just got one two nights ago. A long time close friend called in hysterics.. She was some how able to get out that her husband had been killed in a car accident. She is only 28, and now has a six year old boy to raise on her own. My heart hurts for her so much.
 
My dad was too busy drooling over her to see she was all about drama. She looked like Lori Petty when she did Point Break.
If I ever see her again I think I would have to give her Curious' ole 1-2, left-right hook.


TW, so sorry for your loss. I know how it feels to lose someone and I truly believe I have many angels looking over me. *hugs you tight*:rose:
 
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