Monday, February 27, 2006

Kathryn at recently blogged about her trip to the ER. She tells it so funny. Our family also had a little ER trip this weekend, so, being inspired by Kathryn, thought I'd share.

DD#3 had been complaining about stomach pains for a few days. Gave her some tums and thought nothing much of it, until she started running a fever and wincing everytime someone got close to her belly.

Naturally, one jumps to the conclusion that their baby's appendix is about to burst and rushes said daughter to the emergency room.

After the nurse checks vitals, they call in the doctor, from his nice, warm home, to see us. Fortunately, we live in a small town, so the doctor probably only lives a few blocks away.

He begins poking, and prodding, and wouldn't you know it, we hear the biggest pooter this side of the Mississippi. That's right, our ER trip was made because of a giant gas bubble that needed to be popped.

The trip wasn't a total waste, however. After looking into her mouth, the doctor spotted a bad case of tonsilitis, which, believe it or not, can cause gas pains.

Go figure. I'll take a round of amoxycillin over surgery any day.


The Daring One said...

That is a good one. I loved hearing everyone's stories these past few days. They make me feel less pathetic....not to call you pathetic. It's that women's empathy thing.

The Daring One said...

Oh, and by the way, your comment about wanting me to write a book is probably one of the nicest comments anyone has ever left me. I am working on a few projects and the blog is actually just a front. I'm using it in an attempt to find my writer's voice and practice for the real deal. I really want to be a writer but am terrified to just get started. The idea of starting a blog that I could delete any time was less intimidating and got me on the path. Thanks for the encouragement.