Today I had received a call from the School Nurse letting me know that my son fell on his hand while Skating during P.E. She was pretty worried about him. In fact, she didn’t reach me at first since I let the unknown number go to Voice Mail and as I was listening to the message she was calling my Sister-in-Law, my Mother and Step-Father .. thankfully I got a hold of her before she rang anyone else.
This is a new school for us and I was quite surprised that when I went to the front doors I had to actually ring in to security for them to open the doors; after which I spent most of the time being lost in the Hallways trying to find my sons locker. I had gotten so lost (with a student from the school helping!) that the Nurse sent out someone to find me. Ha! Thankfully I was able to grab his things and without having a set Family Doctor in the area – we had made our way to the Urgent Care facility.
Now I’ve been to some great Urgent Care facilities. Actually, when Cody was 2 and spiral fractured his leg we went to a great Urgent Care place that took wonderful care of him and so when I was greeted by a welcoming nursing staff I grew very comfortable. Our Nurse gave Cody an ice-pack, helped me through the papers even though I had to dig in my black hole of a purse. And the Angel we had as a Nurse went and shot the X-rays and then brought in the Doctor.
The Doctor… well I wouldn’t say he was an idiot, he’s a Doctor after all, but he must just not be in the right field for bones. After viewing the X-Rays and letting us know that a certain white area on his wrist could possibly be a fracture, but he wasn’t sure, he said Cody would be fine to go back to school and write, attend P.E., etc. I stared at my son who was white, shaking, his wrist swollen to twice the size and immovable and said, “Are you sure?” To which he obviously replied that he was and then left. I got up to leave when I heard the Nurse stop the Doctor in the hall and I sat back down. I have no idea what the nurse said, but this is what I heard from the Doctor.
“Um. Well, I looked on the internet and I didn’t see anything.”
“I don’t know. I didn’t see anything on the internet.”
“Okay. Yes, maybe you are right.”
Then the Nurse came in and let us know that she was going to be putting a splint on my sons wrist. The Doctor came in shortly after and said that he had ‘missed a screen shot’ and that he indeed fractured his wrist and should have a follow up with a specialized doctor. He then said that the Nurse would get us all set, with a prescription, and he left. All that ran through my head was, “He looked it up on the internet???”
Thank God for the overly nervous Nurse at the school who decided to call everyone, just in case she couldn’t reach me and also who sent someone out to find me when I was lost.
Thank God for the Nurse that stopped that Doctor dead in his tracks and came back to help my son. For knowing from experience and knowledge rather than what could be found on Google.
It is one of the scariest times in a parents life to be called in the middle of the day from the School Nurse. The last time I received a call it was because my son was beaten by another child. In some odd way I felt a relief knowing it was just a fall and not something worse (although a fracture is pretty bad). To have to go to an Urgent Care Facility in a new neighborhood and hear a Doctor diagnose my son from the Internet just really insulted me and didn’t make me comfortable at all. I don’t know what I would have done if that Nurse hadn’t stepped in (went to the E.R.?), but she did.
Nurses are like Moms in the way that a lot of the time we go about our day without some sense of appreciation for our skills and duties that people find so mundane and routine, but just like Moms know where everything is in the house when you lose something – Nurses know what to do when Doctors find themselves Googling answers.
Thank You to the Nurse who helped my son. I really, wholeheartedly, appreciate it.