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Children Have the Right to Pain Relief

This helpful chart was on the inside of the door to the exam room at Stat Care where Daughter #2 and I spent two and a half hours today. I'd rate the pain of sitting in a chair and playing with all the buttons on a cell phone while listening to the local radio station which was piped in over the loud speaker about an eight on the chart. I did answer the trivia question on the morning show correctly, though--when did the Police release their last record?--1983.

But why am I complaining? I'm healthy. It's Daughter #2 who should be griping--she has pneumonia, we learned, and will be home from school for at least the rest of the week, if not longer, and will be taking a little collection of pills.

After seeing the x-ray of her lungs, she said how much she liked seeing her insides and would now like to have an MRI and a catscan--just to see.

Well, off to the pharmacy.

Comments

Sassy Sundry said…
Hope she feels better. Poor kid.

Now I have "Don't Stand So Close to Me" going through my head. I used to have the biggest crush on Stewart Copeland.
3:29 PM
Scout said…
Thanks for the good wishes, Sassy. Now I have "Don't Stand So Close to Me" going through my head too. Sometimes all it takes is the title.
3:31 PM
dive said…
Yow! Pneumonia! That's a whole bunch of no fun.
Get well soon, Daughter #2.

Talking of the Police, Sting's got an album of 16th century lute music at #1 over here. That's just not right …

… and I'm still humming "I'd Really Love To See You Tonight". They certainly knew how to do hair and collars back then.
3:44 PM
Scout said…
Hey Dive! Right, pneumonia is no fun, and we now have a mini-pharmacy piled up as ammo against this nasty thing.

Sting was on Studio 60 just last night playing his lute--it was lovely. My daughter asked who that was. I said "Sting." She said, "Oh, I thought he was a lot younger."
3:47 PM
adair said…
I read this post while sitting on hold for a vendor to check on a backorder and I had to listen to some stupid country song that "wanted to talk about me" or something...

the most horrible thing? some of the lyrics were

we talk about your nana up in muncie, indiana, we talk about your grandma down in alabama.

i want to be put on hold and listen to sting and his lute. i want to listen to herb albert or sergio assad or england dan...

i do NOT want to listen to country. my ears are bleeding and i can't make the torture stop until stupid customer picks up the phone.
4:09 PM
adair said…
stupid customer service! aarg.
4:10 PM
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