A light-hearted look at our trips to the emergency room, written while touching wood and counting our blessings that we can laugh about them now. 4Mothers would like to say that we are extremely grateful to be able to take our emergencies to The Hospital for Sick Children. Every time I go in there, I feel so proud and so blessed to be a Canadian tax payer!
The Era of Croup, infancy
“Who are you and what have you done with my baby?!” you say to the seal who seems to have possessed your barking infant. Off you rush to the E.R., because it’s 3 a.m. and you have a seal in the crib, but apparently, this is so benign it does not even require medical attention. “Walk around outside [in -20 degree cold] for a few minutes,” says Doctor. The cold air will, indeed, fix it.
The Era of the Ear Infection, infancy to 3
It’s Friday night. Your child has had a cold all week, and it’s gotten steadily worse. Now that the doctor’s office is closed, his little ear canals have filled up and festered, his fever has spiked and he is screaming blue murder every time he goes horizontal. You know it’s an ear infection. The pharmacist knows it’s an ear infection. Neither of you can do anything about it without a prescription from a doctor. He will finally fall asleep in the ER.
The Era of Allergies, toddler to school age
The definition of an anaphylactic allergy is that two or more of the body’s systems react violently to the allergen. Skin. Respiratory. Digestive. If you are lucky, you will rush your little lobster to the ER, both of you covered in vomit, and pray that you have enough diapers to get through the visit.
The Era of Poisoning, toddler to school age
Rhubarb leaf. Who knew?
Concussion, school age
Head meets ice through helmet. Headache and vomiting ensue. Get thee to the ER. Always better to be safe than sorry.
The Era of Broken Bones, school age
You will go into the ER, for example, with Eldest, who has a broken bone in his hand, and while you wait, a lovely, eager medical student will zip over to ask you to fill out a questionnaire about Trampoline Safety. You will say yes because that’s the kind of Helpful Person that you are. You will fill out the questionnaire then read the safety guidelines that she hands you informing you that, actually, Canadian pediatricians are asking for a ban on all backyard trampolines. You will say to her, in all certainty, that as a mother of three boys, “A trampoline will be the reason for my next visit to the ER.” You will be right.
Did I miss any?