Our first trip to the Urgent Care
So, we get together with our friends Mark and Laura, and their daughter Elisabeth, our goddaughter, today to go swimming. We go swimming out at Melody Lake, a community just inside Gasconade County – the pool is nice and always just about empty. Adam had a dentist appointment in Washington, MO and he really wanted to ride his motorcycle, and Mark really wanted to ride his new motorcycle, so they each rode to Adam’s dentist appointment. I was to drive Laura, Elisabeth and the kids. No problem. Got the kids ready, picked Laura and Elisabeth up, ate lunch (Lion’s Choice – Aman likes roast beef sandwiches – Serawit doesn’t), and off we went. Just had to stop at Walgreens for sunscreen. We pull in, and I, being the new mom, debate on letting the kids go in with us or just let Elisabeth, who is older, keep an eye on them while we zip in and out. In my debating I happened to roll down the windows. Then we decided to just let them come with us, so I rolled them back up.
I then heard a blood-curdling scream from Serawit. She had decided to stick her little fingers on the window and didn’t pull them away on time, and I didn’t see this. Also, I was having issues with the child safety locks or something and couldn’t get them back down. After I was able to free her, I looked at her little fingers, and they were dented – that’s the best way to describe it, but there was no blood. She was crying so hard.
The Walgreens we were at had a Take Care Clinic, so just to be safe, we went over there to sign up. The nurse took one look and said we were better off going to the Urgent Care. At that time, Mark calls Laura to say that his work called him and he needed his lap top. So we drove to the Urgent Care, and I let Laura drive my car to pick up the lap top.
Oops one problem. I have NO insurance information on her. I had called Adam when this first happened (found out later he was still on the dentist’s chair). The good thing about his working for Walgreens as long as he had, is that he knows everyone, so while we were at the Take Care Clinic in Fenton, he went over to the Washington Walgreens and had them put her insurance information on the system there. Then when we went to the urgent care, I called him back and he had the folks at the Washington Walgreens fax the information to the urgent care. The timing was perfect. As I was telling them we didn’t have an insurance card on her yet, someone came by to say the fax with the information had arrived.
So, we are sitting in the little room waiting for the nurse to take her vitals, and Serawit is coloring in the book the staff had given them with the hand that had the fingers that were hurt. Yep, I think she was just fine. However, they took x-rays to be sure and she just bruised it.
Then we went swimming where we got to watch the kids do all kinds of things that made me wonder if there were going to be further urgent care visits that day. The good news is that Aman is swimming with no floaties in the deep end and is very close to diving and being able to do the crawl stroke. Serawit (with her floaties becuase I won’t let her take them off) has no fear and swims everywhere her brother swims. She also likes to jump into the kiddie pool knees first (see what I said about thinking there would be more than one urgent care visit today). Elisabeth loved playing with the kids. It did rain, but we saw no lightning. Also the pool was virtually ours the entire time. Adam and Mark eventually joined us. We all dried off and had pizza at grandma and grandpa’s house, and then went home.
Adam and Mark got soaked in the rain coming back – poor guys. Also a special thank you to Laura for helping me through my kid’s first semi-serious owie.
Okay, mommy. OFF with the floaties!! She doesn’t need them. That’s what YOU are for.
Sorry about the fingers; this has happened to every one of my kids, either by door or window or oven or toilet lid or washer lid or or or or… you get the idea. The cool thing about kids under about 8 or so is that they are mostly cartilage, and they bend, but they don’t break.
It’s always best to get things checked out, though, and I’m glad you did that. I’m sure you felt absolutely AWFUL and guilty, but don’t. Serawit learned a valuable lesson that she wouldn’t have really learned any other way – keep your fingers clear!
I have a particularly painful car door memory from my childhood. Ouch! I am right there with Serawit. She’s just not strong enough, but she will be soon.
Well at least you got your first prompt care trip out o the way. I thought when I pinched my sons hand in the car door that they would call department of family services. I felt horrible and I knew I officially had joined the “bad momma” club.