Sadly, even algebra can't make that equation correct. I'm speaking of the Tuesday just past when I had to take a day off of work to care for my little one. During our latest heatwave, he spiked a fever of 103 at 2 in the a.m. and we just couldn't get him to cool off or calm down. So, being the trooper dad I am I volunteered to make the trek to the ER for some professional help (luckily, I'd already been asleep for 1.5 hours when he woke us up, so I had that going for me...)
5 hours later...I remember a time when ER actually stood for 'emergency room.' Not the "I know I'm not here in your country legally, and I won't be able to pay for this service, but I can't find a doctor to take care of my hangnail and it really, really hurts - not that you understand a word I'm saying anyway" room.
At least the doctors are nice. With four kids we've been to the ER plenty of times. They have great bedside manner, and are always ready to help you with your problem. When it's legitimate. But you sure can tell when they've had enough of the freeloaders that invade our medical system for free services and a quick 'scrip of something to take the edge off.
Today - he's just fine. The kid-drugs worked wonders and he's up and dancing around like nothing had ever happened. We were told that it was a good thing we brought him in when we did, as the fever hit 104 while were in the waiting room...that got us a quick "head of the line" pass after being there for 3 hours. Behind the hangnail lady.
One of the best things about the hospital? The coffee bar that opens at 5am. Jesus loves me, yes he does.
2014
11 years ago
1 comment:
Ahhh...the mystery is solved. And I think we should change the name from ER to what you said. Only, don't expect me to remember the name. Ever.
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