Summary of Wednesday last week
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ailbheI think I last posted a week ago. Six days ago, Linnea split her lip on the wall after crashing into it with her scooter; she also did something to her hand (we thought it was broken but no) and damaged at least three milk teeth. I phoned NHS Direct and Rob and got a taxi and when it arrived it didn't have the carseats we were promised so I got one for Emer from upstairs and Linnea had to do without. We went to A&E at the Royal Berks and she was triaged, xrayed etc. Lucy met us there so I didn't need to bring everything in - carseats and bags and all three children, etc. She and Emer sat in the waiting room.
The xray showed nothing, though they weren't certain of her wrist, and a doctor came to look at her mouth. And that was when we learned we had to go to Oxford, because the maxillo-facial surgeons at the RBH all go off at five pm and by the time the xray was done and we'd waited again for the doctor, it was past five.
Luckily I was able to phone a friend for travel advice - our options were taxi or train, and she thought train would be faster or at worst just as fast. I was pleased, because Linnea gets carsick, which would be incredibly dreadful with a split lip in a taxi. At the John Radcliffe, we were seen reasonably quickly after they'd worked out that we'd been referred to max-fax and weren't strictly speaking fresh intake, and the doctor who saw her initially thought she'd need a general to do the stitching, but wasn't totally thrilled by the prospect; Rob phoned Lucy to warn her that we might be in overnight and she made plans to stay in our house where Emer was, and we waited for the consultant to come out of theatre to give a second opinion. He said that if it was general or no stitches it wasn't worth stitching, because of the risks, but in the meantime I'd talked Linnea into being less terrified of the local, and she had three stitches put in under local. It was horrible and she was incredibly, mindbogglingly brave, and we were home before 1am but I cannot for the life of me remember when.
We missed a groceries delivery because of being in A&E. Yay.
The next day we were all absolutely wiped out and fit for nothing. Linnea's face distressed her so much she couldn't cope with mirrors, and Emer refused to sit where she could see Linnea at meals. Also, we were packing for a Centerparcs holiday with Rob's family, starting the day after that, so things were a little fraught.
The xray showed nothing, though they weren't certain of her wrist, and a doctor came to look at her mouth. And that was when we learned we had to go to Oxford, because the maxillo-facial surgeons at the RBH all go off at five pm and by the time the xray was done and we'd waited again for the doctor, it was past five.
Luckily I was able to phone a friend for travel advice - our options were taxi or train, and she thought train would be faster or at worst just as fast. I was pleased, because Linnea gets carsick, which would be incredibly dreadful with a split lip in a taxi. At the John Radcliffe, we were seen reasonably quickly after they'd worked out that we'd been referred to max-fax and weren't strictly speaking fresh intake, and the doctor who saw her initially thought she'd need a general to do the stitching, but wasn't totally thrilled by the prospect; Rob phoned Lucy to warn her that we might be in overnight and she made plans to stay in our house where Emer was, and we waited for the consultant to come out of theatre to give a second opinion. He said that if it was general or no stitches it wasn't worth stitching, because of the risks, but in the meantime I'd talked Linnea into being less terrified of the local, and she had three stitches put in under local. It was horrible and she was incredibly, mindbogglingly brave, and we were home before 1am but I cannot for the life of me remember when.
We missed a groceries delivery because of being in A&E. Yay.
The next day we were all absolutely wiped out and fit for nothing. Linnea's face distressed her so much she couldn't cope with mirrors, and Emer refused to sit where she could see Linnea at meals. Also, we were packing for a Centerparcs holiday with Rob's family, starting the day after that, so things were a little fraught.
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Date: 2011-03-23 12:56 am (UTC)My own small roommates are rampagaging or I'd say more.
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Date: 2011-03-24 01:32 pm (UTC)When O split his lip we had to trek 15 miles because it was a Saturday morning and our hospital didn't have an anaesthetist qualified for under-2s (I don't think a local would have been possible, really. Poor thing fought the general).
Hope Linnea is feeling a little better now.
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Date: 2011-03-28 01:48 am (UTC)Shades of Fathers day 1994, when a barechested Gareth came off his bike in Bristol park. I think the A&E wait was about 3 hours. I hope Linnea's lip heals as well as Gareth's has.
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