Well I had planned to write about my youngest daughter's graduation today. Instead, I am at the ER with my 22 year old son. He's got an absessed tonsil and they kinda of freaked out at the Urgent Care place and made us come to the emergency room.
At the ER, they were worried because his heart rate was too fast and he's now covered with sticky monitor things and has an IV.
He asked me to take a photo of him so he could text his coworker and prove that he's not faking it.
Then true to his general narrow was really disappointed that he wasn't here for anything cool. He had a little bit of a rant that "this is such a lame ass reason to have to go to the emergency room!"
He finally got some pain meds:
They took him back to a CT scan of his neck and came back to tell us that he needs to be admitted over night. His tonsils are so swollen that they can't get in to drain the absess...
So, I guess this is what's happening today. I'm very fortunate in that I've only ever had one child need to be in the hospital before, and that was when my oldest daughter had to be admitted for preterm labor with her first child.
We've been pretty lucky with the health stuff... And this is actually pretty minor as long as the steroids get rid of the swelling so they can avoid surgery.
This has made me even more thankful for our health, because I know that many people have to calm with this all the time or with their young children and I just keep thinking of them. I can't imagine.
Positive thoughts welcome! We've been here 3 hours and we're waiting for a room, but thankfully they were able to give him pain meds, so he's feeling better and his heart rate is down now that the pain is less.