ER Visit: The Fake-Out, Part 1
Nora in the ER waiting room
While I was finishing up my blogs last week Nora was sitting nearby playing her favorite game of in and out. This time it was with Garrett’s sock drawer. She was opening the drawer, pulling all of the socks out, and closing the drawer. Then she was opening the drawer, putting all of the socks in, and closing the drawer. She loves this game and could sit there for hours putting things into and out of drawers, bags, anything.
The next thing I know Nora is screaming HYSTERICALLY. She had slammed the fingers of her left hand in the drawer and they were stuck. I had to open the drawer to get them out. It was scary.
Nora cried for quite a while despite my best attempts to soothe her. For the next hour she was favoring her left hand and would cry if I tried to touch it. She couldn’t close her hand and I could already tell her fingers were swelling. Thank goodness for the Nurse Advice Line! I called and the nurse said that since it was swollen and she was favoring it I should bring her in.
Three and a half hours later we finally get to see the young Navy doctor. Nora batted her eyelashes at him, smiled really big and let him touch every single finger. She even let him squeeze each knuckle. She also grabbed the pen from his hand (making a perfect fist) and giggled and wouldn’t let go when he playfully tried to grab it back from her.
I was SO embarrassed.
I apologized profusely telling him if she had acted like this at home I never would have brought her in. The doctor tried to make me feel better by saying that she probably had been favoring it due to shock and that the shock had just worn off.
I left as quickly as I could. Little did I know that in just a few days I would be in the ER again.
Stay tuned for part 2
Has something like this ever happened to you?
hurry up! i can’t wait.
You should tell Theckla to post it ASAP!
Kelly
When Serophina was barely two years old, she fell head first off the dining room chair onto the hard floor. I couldn’t get her to stop crying and this was about the time there was a story about a celebrity that had gotten a head injury but thought it was nothing and then five hours later she died!
So, of course that was on my mind. I dialed 911 and when the paramedics got to my house Serophina was so intrigued by them she immediately stopped crying and instead was more interested in all the cool stuff they brought with them.
I was embarrassed too! I started explaining….luckily they were very nice about it and assured me I did the right thing.
Wow, this turned out to be a longer story than I had planned. The point is, better safe than sorry.
Mamta,
Thank you for sharing your story. I remember that actress (can’t think of her name either) and I totally agree with you that it’s better safe than sorry -especially when it comes to our kids!
Kelly