My Trip to Hospital

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Grandpa 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 only drinks chocolate owls' milk in his bottle 'cuz he doesn't have any teeth! Chance takes off his diaper when we're not watching him and then he climbs way high on things. Then he can't get down and he makes little squawky noises 'cuz he's stuck. I say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!" I have to rescue him. He's a handful!

Chance and me are at Hotel-Dieu Grace. That's a hospital. I know what hospitals are. Hospitals are places to go when you're sick. Know what? I had an accident this morning. I fell off my blue bike, the one with the Canada flag on it. I got hurt. I tried to be brave but I cried 'cuz I really hurted.

 Good thing I was wearing my brain bucket. That's what Grandpa James calls my safety helmet. I had to see the doctor and have a CAT Scan. I thought it was a kitten. I like kittens. Cats make nice friends. A CAT Scan isn't a kitten at all! A CAT Scan is a machine that looks inside of me to see what's wrong.

I had to drink a whole bottle of a banana-flavoured shake before the CAT Scan. The CAT Scan can see the shake inside of me. I'd like to look inside my buddies and friends! Wow! That's a super power I'd like to have! It's better than being invisible!

Chance and me are sitting on the CAT Scan. It's like a big bed with a doughnut on top! I l-o-v-e doughnuts, don't you? If it was a real doughnut I'd eat it all up!



I have to lie down and be really, really still 'cuz the doughnut is going to look inside of me and see if I'm okay. Chance wants to ride with me but he can't. It's just one cub at a time. He can have his turn later.

Look at me! I'm flat on my back. I'm holding still. The bed is moving! I'm riding right into the doughnut hole! The CAT Scan can talk! A nice voice says, "Take a deep breath and hold it." I can do that! I'm five, you know. I can follow instructions. Ask Miss Jackie. She's my teacher at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. She puts lots of red stars and Canada flags and yellow happy faces on my work 'cuz I'm smart.

Then the voice says, "Breathe." I can do that, too! This is easy. I'm not afraid at all. The nice lady put a band on my head so it doesn't wiggle while I'm inside the CAT Scan. "Look out! Good citizens! Charles the Bear Cub comin' through!

We wait until the nice lady says I'm gonna be fine. We can go home, now. That's the bestest news, you know. Hotel-Dieu Grace is a nice hospital but it's more fun to be at home on Sparkle Road in Olde Sandwich Towne. That's in Windsor. I know where Windsor is. It's in O Canada.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa 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 Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

 This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Ride your bike carefully. Always wear your brain bucket. If you get hurt, go to Hotel-Dieu Grace and the nice doctors, nurses and all the other kind people will help you get well. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can ride bikes together! If we get hurt we'll go to Hotel-Dieu Grace and ride in the CAT Scan! Okay! Over and out!"

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!"