Me (talking on phone): You sound terrible. Are you feeling all right?
Henry (looks alarmed, grabs for phone): Give me the phone.
Me: Mom, I think Henry wants to—
(Henry takes phone.)
Henry: What’s wrong? Is everything okay? (Pause.) Something’s wrong, what’s wrong? You’re okay? You’re fine? Okay. Okay, good.
(Hands phone to me.)
Henry: She’s okay.
Me: Glad to hear it.
Henry: Who was I just talking to?
Henry: What’s that?
Me: This? It’s, um, a tampon.
Henry: What do you do with it?
Me: Hmm. Well. What do you want for lunch?
Henry: You’re bleeding. You’re hurt.
Me: I’m not ready for this.
Henry: What? You’re not ready for what?
Me: Hey, let’s go to the toy store!
Henry: What a good idea! (Pause.) But first we have to bring you to the hospital.