Monday, December 17, 2007
Bedlam boys are bonny
Or so the song claims.
Today Mike had an appointment to see a new doctor. The guy he has seen all his life, who actually delivered him, is retiring. I felt lucky that my first choice of doctors was willing to take Mike on. I had known Dr. Ray from when I worked at the hospital. He's a very good doctor with a great sense of humor, which I thought might come in handy in dealing with Mike.
Little did I know.
Dr. Ray was doing the going-over thing on the boy, and after looking in his ears he asked, "Does that ear hurt?" I had just been saying how Mike almost never gets sick, so I was puzzled that he might have seen some redness, since this isn't really the time of year for hay fever.
Dr. Ray sat down, made a note on the chart, and asked me, "So, how long has he had an eraser in his ear?"
Dr. Ray tried a couple of ways to get it out, but no joy. He thought one of the local surgeons might have better tools, so he made arrangements for him to meet us over at the hospital ER. Mike and I went over there...and waited an hour and a half, with no explanations as to why the surgeon never turned up. The ER doc gave vacuum extraction a whirl, but that didn't work either.
I joked a little about the possibility of SMACKING it out of him, and everyone just nodded understandingly. I wouldn't really, of course, but GEEZ, you know?
So tomorrow I have to call the surgeon's office, make another appointment, and also diplomatically inquire as to what he was thinking, blowing us off like that...though perhaps AFTER we get the eraser out of Mike's ear.
Mike swears he will never put an eraser in his ear again. I believe him. He will probably come up with 67 weirder goof-ups...but not this same one....
Today Mike had an appointment to see a new doctor. The guy he has seen all his life, who actually delivered him, is retiring. I felt lucky that my first choice of doctors was willing to take Mike on. I had known Dr. Ray from when I worked at the hospital. He's a very good doctor with a great sense of humor, which I thought might come in handy in dealing with Mike.
Little did I know.
Dr. Ray was doing the going-over thing on the boy, and after looking in his ears he asked, "Does that ear hurt?" I had just been saying how Mike almost never gets sick, so I was puzzled that he might have seen some redness, since this isn't really the time of year for hay fever.
Dr. Ray sat down, made a note on the chart, and asked me, "So, how long has he had an eraser in his ear?"
Dr. Ray tried a couple of ways to get it out, but no joy. He thought one of the local surgeons might have better tools, so he made arrangements for him to meet us over at the hospital ER. Mike and I went over there...and waited an hour and a half, with no explanations as to why the surgeon never turned up. The ER doc gave vacuum extraction a whirl, but that didn't work either.
I joked a little about the possibility of SMACKING it out of him, and everyone just nodded understandingly. I wouldn't really, of course, but GEEZ, you know?
So tomorrow I have to call the surgeon's office, make another appointment, and also diplomatically inquire as to what he was thinking, blowing us off like that...though perhaps AFTER we get the eraser out of Mike's ear.
Mike swears he will never put an eraser in his ear again. I believe him. He will probably come up with 67 weirder goof-ups...but not this same one....
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