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"Each of us must come to care about everyone else's children. We must recognize that the well being of our own children is intimately linked to the well being of all other people's children. After all, when one of our children needs life-saving surgery, someone else's child will perform it. When one of our children is harmed by violence, someone else's child will commit it. The good life for our own children can be secured only if it is also secured for all other people's children. But to work for the well being of all children is not just a practical matter-- it is also right!" - Lilian G. Katz, Phd.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Urgent Care Blues

Sometimes we end up using Urgent Care Centers like a Dr's office.  Between work schedules and the ability of our Dr to fit us in, it is often either a UCC or waiting until it is bad enough for the ER.  Tonight it was Aidan's turn.  His wrist started hurting last night, and he came home from school and announced his wrist AND elbow now hurt, and could he please go to urgent care.  This is a request that is immediately acquiesced to.  Aidan hates doctors and hospitals and will do anything to avoid them.
I usually prepare for a UCC waiting room like I was entering a warzone.  I stock up on snakcs, drinks and reading material.  Not tonight.  I saw the clock said 4, and decided that I wanted to beat the post-work rush, so we need to go now.

Boredom ensued.  Tantruming children, coughing parents, general chaos was the order of the day.  2 hours waiting, since the child decided in triage his pain was only a '2' (on a ten point scale).  I looked at him at that point and asked why we were there, then?

X-rays that saw no problems.  Things are OK in our world.  Nothing a little ice and Motrin won't help.  Life goes on, but there is a special level of hell for the lady who sneezed, then wiped her hand on the chair.  3 and 1/2 hours sucked out of my soul....