Ok, this has to be some kind of record for one family when it comes to hospital visits within the calendar year! Not only has my family been sick on and off throughout the whole year (seriously, I kept a written tab of sickness in our house and only July and August were illness-free), but we have made so many trips to the hospital, I swear we're keeping the place in business.
In April, my husband woke up w/ severe chest/abdominal pain and rather than risk the possibility of appendicitis or, worse yet, heart attack-we opted to take him to the ER (something we would normally never do since ER visits are so dang expensive). After a pretty inept analysis by the ER doctor, he was diagnosed w/ severe 'gastritis'. Since this diagnosis is not considered an Emergency, my insurance declined to pay the bill and I'm STILL haggling w/ them over it. That's one.
In August, my oldest boy jumped off a pile of dirt at his uncle's house and hit his head on a sharp rock, causing a pretty nasty gash about 2 inches long on his forehead. The local ER is actually pretty good w/ these types of injuries (where diagnoses aren't necessary) and they fixed him up pretty good. That's two.
In September, my 3 yr old swallowed a magnet (as most of you remember) and I had to take him to the hospital for an x-ray so it could be determined that he would be passing it. Since we were never able to find the thing (even after fun examination of his doodie), we had to take him back to the hospital for yet another x-ray-just to make sure. Three and Four.
On Oct 1st, I had a baby. That's five.
And then this morning, I woke up around 1am to find that Victor (who has been suffering from congestion since Thursday), was running a temperature of 101-a very high degree for such a young baby. I called the doctor and because of his age and other symptoms, they advised me to take him to the ER and have him tested for potentially serious viruses, like RSV. Which I did. So I was there until 5am and happily he doesnt have RSV, just an Upper Respiratory Tract infection which is not even that severe. But still, that's six.
SIX hospital visits in one year, people! How normal can that be? And top all that off with the fun fact that when I returned home this morning at six-thirty, my three year old was vomiting and having diarrhea and still is. I should be stressed beyond belief but actually, I'm strangely calm. It's almost funny for some reason.
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Lord woman! Sounds like our family! We live for the drama and hospital visits or at least it seems that way. Not fun! And I've pretty much determined that unless you're vomitting blood or something, insurance will say it's pre-existing or something and not want to cover it. Health care in this country is one big fat joke. Well, hope there won't be any more visits to the ER this year!
You poor people! There is nothing more sad that sick babies. Ava had RSV last winter. She was 3 months old so it wasn't as serious as it can be in a really little baby. I'm so glad Victor didn't have it. That is awful stuff. It sounds like you really have your hands full. I feel terrible for not looking at your blog earlier and bugging you about WDW. You should have just told me to go away!
No worries, Heddo. I wouldnt have responded w/ such a lengthy email if I hadnt truly wanted to! Love you!
They should name a hospital wing after you and the family, since it's obvious your health care expenses are keeping the place in business!
You got that straight!
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