A few days gone wrong.

LOL! My week went wrong on Tuesday! On Tuesday, the almost beginning of the week…

Kammie had to go to the Emergency Room because she took a really bad fall due to sweaty sock feet and slippery concrete. Yes, not my greatest ‘Mommy’ moment. Lesson has been learned and filed away for future referencing.

We started out going to Urgent First Care because I was sure she was just badly bruised. I did an assessment before I let her move and after she hobbled home I took note of reflexes and everything else. Hey, this nurse training comes in handy with kidlets! So, with my notes in hand we headed to Urgent Care. The treating physician took four series of xrays and flipped out because he ‘found’ a hairline pelvis fracture. I stood staring at the xrays for what seemed like an eternity, I didn’t see what he saw. He wanted to send us to the Emergency Room on the other side of town via ambulance. I politely told him that we could get her there in one piece and headed there with his orders.

We arrived at the ER at 5 o’clock. We didn’t leave until 10:30, that should give you a good idea about how this didn’t go over well. They took more xrays and decided there wasn’t anything wrong with her. She wasn’t even bruised. Dr. S, the treating physician, was a complete and total jerk. They didn’t do a neuro eval, they didn’t listen to Kammie when she told them about a circle of pain. He dismissed that as being from having to wait too long to be seen. So, my Mama Bear comes out in me. I tear him a new blowhole and am furious. Okay fine, we get home and I stew about it. Baby girl cannot sleep because she is so uncomfortable. I talked to a few online friends , and one of them said that it sounded like time to go the Children’s Hospital. (Thanks Katie! )

You guessed it, we head off for children’s hospital the next day. A two hour drive to Atlanta, $70 worth of gas and a migraine later, we arrive. I love CHOA! Within five minutes of arriving, we are triaged and called back! Within five more minutes the Nurse Practitioner comes in and checks Kammers out. The NP did a wonderfully thorough job, leaving me in awe. She did all her evaluations, in great detail I might add, in a ten minute time frame. She said that she could tell by palpating that the coccyx was broken, an xray would confirm, and there was no pelvis fracture to be noted which an xray would confirm as well. Five minutes later they took us out to Xray, where they were done in a flash. The NP came in and told us that the coccyx is indeed broken, and that there is definitely not a pelvic fracture. Relief!

Then came the bad news, the coccyx will take awhile to heal. After all, they can’t set this bone. LOL So for the next 6 weeks, Kammie isn’t going to be all too happy or comfortable. Motrin will help control the swelling and pain.

That was my week.

How was yours?????

Tags: ER, Life, my week