...but have I got a story for you! My poor little buddy Logan got sick last weekend. He had to miss Playhouse Disney Live that I had gotten him tickets for because he was suffering with typical "flu like symptoms" that he woke up with on Saturday morning. Well, Sunday he laid on the couch all day long - burning up with fever like a little ball of fire - and literally sleeping the entire day on the couch. I kept him home from school on Monday and by Monday night he was showing some signs of improvement. Tuesday was my scheduled day to volunteer in his classroom. He begged me Tuesday morning to come to school with him, so I caved in and we went. He was comatose the whole 2.5 hours we were there, just staring into space. Tuesday night he started vomiting again... that is when the real fun started! The kid had not eaten since Friday night and would barely drink anything. There was nothing left in his little system to come up anymore so he was at the point of just dry heaving. I got the bright idea to take him to the Cardinal Glennon ER on Tuesday night. We got there at about 7:30 PM - standing room only in the waiting room. 2.5 hours later we finally were called back to get registered and then promptly sent back to the waiting room for another 2.5 hours. At about 12:30 AM they finally called us back to our "room". The nurse came in and told me to let her know if we needed anything at all, so I asked her for a box of Kleenex because Logan's lips were bleeding due to being chapped and cracked so bad and a glass of ice water for him. Yeah, never got either one!!! The doctor rushed us through like we were thorns in his ass. Sent a different nurse in to stick a straw up Logan's nose and suck snot out for an influenza test - which he tested positive for. Then 2 hours later they sent us down the hall for a chest X-ray thinking that Logan possibly had pneumonia. The X-ray came back fine. They sent us home at 3:30 AM with nothing other than over 8 hours of wasted time. (This story could go on for hours... I left out the whole part about 2 grown men getting in a fight in the waiting room that an off duty police officer there with his sick son had to break up, the nurse that yelled at Logan to wake up and made me carry his 60 pounds of dead weight through the hospital, and the lady who screamed at the top of her lungs to the desk clerk in the waiting room that her baby was going to have brain damage because it had a 101.1 fever and she had been waiting an hour and that she was going to sue the hospital if she was not seen immediately by a doctor - she was seen immediately while the rest of us all waited). Fast forward to Thursday when my son is STILL sick and not eating or drinking and STILL running a high fever. I called our regular doctor who told me to take him the Anderson ER in Maryville. Only waited about 2 hours there to be seen and was told that Logan not only was still suffering from "Type A Influenza" but he also had a "RAGING" ear infection in BOTH ears!!! That doctor happily gave us a glass of water for Logan to drink and sent us home with an antibiotic for his ears. Today is Friday and after just 2 days of antibiotics, Logan is feeling MUCH better! Moral of the story... just because your child is sick, I guess the children's hospital is not always the best place to go. Even though we had a wonderful experience at Cardinal Glennon with Kyleigh right after she was born, I will NEVER EVER EVER go back to their ER again!
PS - I dont have a lot of ER experience, and the "real" ER is nothing like the TV show ER. I did not see one hot doctor the whole time I was there!
PSS - Renee, my blog is suffering due to Facebook - it seems to be sucking all my time away from me! :) & Tammie, can you read it better now??? :)
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I'm at the point where if I hear the word "Facebook" less than 20 times a day, I'm shocked. The whole "sucking up my time" part is why I'm not ON facebook!
Thanks for posting--sorry about your miserable Cardinal Glennon experience. I think you can just have a horrible experience at any ER. I took Gavin to Anderson for an asthma attack, and by the time we sat there for over 3 hours, his asthma attack has passed, and he was due for his nebulizing treatment, which they wouldn't do until a doctor saw him (which wasn't happening anytime soon!), so we left & went home! The lesson I learned was to take our own portable nebulizer with me, even though I'm going to a HOSPITAL where they should be able to take care of my son!
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