As if yesterday weren't bad enough [1], today I come home to find The Younger offering much sacrafice to the Great Porcelain God, due to stuff he may have ingested. Wlofie had called Poison Control and while what he ingested normally wouldn't be a problem, since he was making much offerings to the Porcelain God and complaining about abdominal pains, it was suggested we head off to The Emergency Room!
[It was an emergency! I didn't have my camera on me, so I had to make due with what was available—which was Wlofie's phone] [2] [3]
We arrived just before 8:00 pm, with Spring [4] flying to The Emergency Room from work. She arrived around 8:30, and shortly thereafter (after yet another offering to the Great Porcelain God) The Younger, accompanied by Spring, went into the bowels of the hospital.
At 1:30 am (yes, I am pre-dating this, as most of this happened Wednesday, and had there been wireless at The Emergency Room, I would have posted, but alas, there was none) Spring called, saying that The Younger's X-ray was inconclusive and next up was a CAT (Computerized Axial Tomography) scan, and that the rest of us should probably head on back home as there was no telling how long The Younger and Spring would be there.
And that, alas, is all the information I have at this time.
So … how was your day?
Doctors think it's a stomach flu, although why it took a CAT scan to figure that out, I don't know.
[2] /boston/2006/01/11/thumb.emergency.jpg
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