A Sick Toddler on the Weekend

This past weekend I was inaugurated into a special club: parents who take their children to the ER on a weekend. This was something I had sworn I would avoid doing if at all possible. After four days with a fever, we ended up in the doctor’s office followed by the ER for blood tests. Over the course of four hours my daughter had to be catheterized to get a urine sample and stuck three times for blood. It was thoroughly unpleasant to try to hold down a hungry, tired toddler singing the “Winnie the Pooh” theme song into her ear while the nurses tried to find a vein. Third time was the charm. Fortunately, everyone was very nice and understanding, but this is definitely not an experience I wish to repeat. The tests were inconclusive and my daughter seems fine now, leaving me wondering whether all the trauma and hassle was worth it.