Passing Time in the ER

Thumbs down on the snot in this house! There is plenty of it, too.

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Last weekend, Kid Two had battled a fever and congestion for 2 days when he began to get an earache. This kid has had quite a battle with earaches in his life. His little right eardrum has ruptured about 8 or 9 times already, so when he says "My ear hurts," I know it's the real deal.

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It always happens on Friday, after 5pm, when the doctor's office closes. nice.

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This time it was 11pm on Saturday night when the extreme pain began for him. Knowing he couldn't make it until Monday, he and I took a little "field trip" to the emergency room. I'm not going to say which one in case one of you reading this blog works there. Let's just say the next time we go, Kid Two and I agreed we would beef up the drama a little more with some crying and yelping so we can skip the 3 hour tour of the waiting room. ugh.

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To pass time we prayed. First we prayed again and again for his pain to subside. Once that was under control, we began to pray for all the other people we saw and heard in the emergency room. A kid crying next door, a man with chest pain, a little girl with a nasty cough...

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We didn't pray with thembut we prayed together in our little triage room. It was a great teachable moment for Kid Two. And for me. We talked about how Jesus came for the sick, not the healthy and how He is our great physician in all things. Before we knew it, we were on our way home with a little 'cillian to fight the infection.

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All cozy in our beds by 3:30am, we were very much aware who was fighting for him!