Things To Do at Hotel-Dieu

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? We're at Hotel-Dieu Grace Hospital. We're waiting for James. He's seeing a doctor. I think James might be sick. That's what doctors do. They see sick people and make them well.

We're supposed to sit quietly and wait until James and the doctor are done. We sit up. We sit back. We sit around. We sit still. I don't like to sit. Chance doesn't like to sit, either. This is like being on the Time Out Chair, except we didn't do anything bad.

Oh, look! A wheelchair! Chance and me can sit in the wheelchair. I can make it roll. We can roll up and down the hallway. I can make it roll really fast and we can make siren noises! That's fun. Chance doesn't make siren noises. He just makes little squeaky noises when he's happy. He's making lots of squeaky noises, now. Wheeeee! This is fun! Look at us! Look out good citizens! Wheelchair coming through!

Oh, my! A nurse just told us not to race in the hallway. She said it's not nice to race. Okay. We won't race. We're not racists, you know.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Step aside for wheelchairs. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to Hotel-Dieu Grace Hospital and play with us! We can ride up and down the hallway in the wheelchair together! Okay! Over and out!"

Hotel-Dieu Grace

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? When we don't feel good we go to Hotel-Dieu Grace . That's our hospital. I know what a hospital is. It's a place for sick people. Oh. Wait! It's a place for sick bear cubs, too. Chance and me are sick. The nice lady at Admissions gave us arm bands with our names on them. That's so the nurses and doctors know who we are.

Chance and me are having lots of tests done to find out why we're sick. I think we're sick 'cuz we don't get enough Smarties and root beer. I think we might be Smarties deficient. James says that's silly. He says we get plenty of Smarties and root beer, too.

We sure don't feel good. We have fevers. Chance throwed up three times already. I don't like to throw up but I did. The nurse is going to hook us up to an IV. I hope it's full of Smarties and root beer! That would make us well, I know!

 Did you hear that? James is here. He holds us tight so we're not afraid. He whispers, "Get well, my handsome bear cubs. Get well, my Sons of Windsor. Get well, my Princes of Ontario. That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario!

James tickles our ears and kisses our noses. He puts a washcloth on our faces so we don't feel so hot. He kisses our noses and sings songs to us. It's nice when James holds us tight. I'm not afraid, anymore.

Know what? Chance is asleep, He makes little snory sounds when he's asleep. I'm tired. I'm getting very sleepy. I want to.....zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Don't get sick. If you do get really really sick then go to Hotel-Dieu Grace so you can get well. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Don't come over to our house until we're well. We don't want you to get sick, too!  Okay! Over and out!"

A Visit with Mac Doctor Miss Gwen

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? We got a visitor. Here we are with Miss Gwen. She's a Macintosh doctor . Our eMac got sick. It didn't work very good anymore. It got slower and slower. It was very hard for us to blog. Miss Gwen took our sick Mac to MacHospital. She couldn't make it well. Our eMac died. It was eight years old. Miss Gwen says that's pretty old for a computer.  Now we got an iBook. Miss Gwen hooked it up for us.

We can play Space Invaders! I l-o-v-e playing Space Invaders. I'm pretty good at and I don't even have thumbs!

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Obey the rules. Be nice. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play Space Invaders together! Okay! Over and out!"