I was totally engrossed in a Sudoku puzzle last night and suddenly this little voice says, "Grammie, can you look at my froat?" There is Madie, past her bedtime, standing in front of me in her pj's, boots and winter jacket, holding a little flashlight. "How did you get here?" I ask in surpise... not sure she didn't sneak out, but it was dark and she wouldn't walk by herself. "Mommy's out with Grampy in the shed ("Dave's Den") talking." Apparently she wanted me to check the "froat". So I take the little flashlight, out comes the tongue, but I can't see past the top of it. No tonsils there anyway, they were removed sometime back. "Madie, put your tongue down when you stick it out so I can see." We try again, but no luck. "Get your boots on Grammie and we'll go out to the shed to see Mommy." So I do as I'm bid and off we go.
Mommy is out there and Grampy suggests that we use his lighted magnifying glass that can be angled in anyway you want on his work bench. Madie stands behind it and after adjusting to get it in focus, I jump back. EWWWW! That's some icky looking back of the tongue! No question, a doctor is in order.
Mommy decides to try the DECH ER. But when they get there, there's a couple who have been waiting since noon (it's now 10 p.m. for crying out loud!) I know that ER waits are common but this is totally unacceptable. Needless to say Madie saw Dr. King today. And tonight I take over for Grampy in the nursing department so Mommy can catch up at work. You gotta love tax season! Hang in there Mommy!
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My goodness is that poor kid EVER going to get a break!? between this and the pukefest she's getting it coming AND going!
Poor little angel.
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