Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Another winter, another cough for Big Fry, another afternoon at the American Hospital in Paris.
The downside was the waiting room was full of moms and kids which meant our scheduled appointment was late. The upside was that I got to gaze at Dr. Hot - my fave pediatrician at the American Hospital, but sadly not Big Fry's pediatrician.
He was in and out of the waiting room at least 5 times yesterday. Each time he walked by my eyes were glued to him and now I realize what it is that I appreciate about him so much:
1/ His looks are all-American - strong, healthy, handsome
2/ He's got straight, clean teeth (French teeth can get a bit nasty with nicotine and caffeine stains)
3/ He smiles at people (the French don't)
When I saw Big Fry's doctor come out of his office I knew we were next. So I said, "C'mon Big Fry, were up next with Dr. Hot." I hadn't realized what I said until Dr. Hot, who was standing near the secretary's desk said to me, "Excuse me, do I know you?"
La Mom: Uhh, not really, we met at a CPR training recently.
Dr. Hot: That's nice. Have a good day.
Not that I was trying to, but I obviously hadn't made an impression on him at the CPR training. What Dr. Hot doesn't know is that he made a huge impression on moi and all the other moms who were at that training!