Monday, January 20, 2014

Some traditions....

Last week we participated in what is turning into an annual tradition for us; a trip to the ER. Trips to the ER are always a bit stressful even when they are for things that fall in the “emergency but not really” category which is what this was.

This year as with the last trip we were informed by just about every professional we encountered (along with a few parents of small boys) that the reason for our visit (on the chart as “foreign object in ear”) was a rather normal thing. Still kiddo was nervous when we went into the ER and that translated into not being able to really hold still for the doctor trying to remove it so they referred us to the specialist. By this time Kiddo was scared and had an expectation of pain and so could not hold still for Doctor Number two, and after a few attempts (and some real fear on the part of kiddo) the doctor while providing the customary sucker said we would need to sedate him. And so getting up way to early we went back to the hospital.

Now it was time for some anxiety on our part. While we knew in our head that they were going to do something fairly non-invasive, it was technically called surgery. I am always super impressed with the staff at hospitals, in hindsight they are clearly used to keeping nervous parents calm as well as the patients, we met the entire staff that would be taking care of Kiddo (three nurses,  two doctors). He was given a sedative before being wheeled out of the room leaving us there to wait.

Now in my head I knew that everything was going to be fine because I knew everyone involved knew what we were doing. But in the back of your head during that time there is that voice that asks really unconstructive questions, and brings up facts that are really not super helpful when you are trying to not worry. Fortunately for us everything was super short and the doctor came in to let us know everything went well ( Laughing by the way is the best way for your kid’s doctor to enter the room after anything titled surgery, no one who is about to give bad news is laughing when they do).

And so what started with our annual trip to the ER ended with a laugh and a trip to Chuck E Cheese for the kiddo. However I’m hoping next year we can break with tradition and skip the ER visit, wishful thinking?


-ITBrewer

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