Speaking of Interruptions...

Carter made his first ER visit yesterday. He had the stomach flu and got a little dehydrated. Of course, if it hadn't been Sunday morning, when all doctor's offices and urgent care clinics were closed, he could have just made a quick doctor visit for some anti-nausea medicine. But the nurseline nurse was adamant that we needed to get him to the ER immediately because he hadn't had a wet diaper in over 12 hours. As I predicted, he had a wet diaper just a few minutes after I paid the $100 copay. Throwing money at illnesses works wonders in our family. I can self-diagnose, self-treat, and put off going to the doctor as long as possible, but my children and I do not get well unless we pay a copay, preferably a specialist or ER copay. It isn't the treatment that heals us - it seems to just be the money. I had a weird bubble-like mass under my tongue off and on for months, and it went away the day after I visited the specialist (who basically spent five minutes explaining what the bubble was and how there was nothing he could do for it). Anyway, Carter threw up one last time in the car on the way home from the hospital and then got progressively better throughout the day. He was riding his tricycle by evening and seems to be perfectly fine today.