Yesterday, while Ted and I were taking Grandma Mary to the Sox game, Renee wiped out on her scooter while at Grandma Karen's house. Karen called us while we were driving back to her house.
How Renee got injured is immaterial; once the accident happened, everything fell into place and all went fine. My SIL Kate checked Renee over and determined there were no broken bones. However, Renee was scraped up like nobody's business. She is a hot mess.
So we came home and made it through the night. I cleaned and dressed the wounds as best I could, offered her Advil and slept with my door open just in case she hollered. After she was tucked in, Ted and I decided to take her to the doctor today.
So I called this morning and to get Renee's actual pediatrician, it would be 11.45. Fine I said and Ted went off to work. Renee and I made it to the doctor's, and after waiting a half-hour in the little room, the doctor comes in and basically infers to me that this is a waste of her time. My child is using a cane, she is limping so badly! That did get diagnosed as a groin pull. I had to ask for the note out of gym. I mean, really.
Clearly this woman has never given birth, because if you have ever given birth, you have great respect for the groin injury!!! As for all the scrapes and bruises, well, no antibiotic was needed, but I didn't clean them well enough. Huh? Kate cleaned them, then I cleaned them. We could only handle the horrible screams so much.
Anyway, my rant is that I have health insurance for a reason - to use it. This doctor doesn't seem to grasp this nor that I am a bereaved parent and thus take my child's injuries more to heart than others. Makes me crazy. What does she care that this is trivial? I don't ride a bike and never have and thus have never had this type of injury. I didn't go to the ER and misuse that system. I didn't use Urgent Care, as they say to come into the doctor if at all possible.
I felt it was a fine use of my health insurance.