E.R.

Kyle hasn't ever been to the E.R. before.

Well, except for when he was 18 months

old and held his breath and "turned his face blue".

But that was just a tantrum.

Of course it resulted in 24 hours hospitalization

for observation and a $2500 bill.

But we won't go there.

Anyhow.

He drove home from the ranch on Wed.

His left wrist started to ache

(as it often does) as he was driving.

And then his shoulder got sore.

And then it radiated down to his elbow.

And then down to his hand.

And then up to his face.

His face felt swollen and kind of "numb".

Or Tingly.

Or Numbgly.

And he started to worry.

And then his chest started to feel tight.

And he started to worry more.

And then he stood up (he was sitting on the couch)

and upon standing said "Ok, I feel TERRIBLE."

So we loaded up in my car and the 3 of us

headed to the Urgent Care.

Which was closed.

So next door to the Emergency Room it was.

Evidence that he felt AWFUL.

He let me take his picture!

They did an EKG because of the chest stuff,

but decided it was a pinched nerve in his shoulder

due to repetitive motion (driving the tractor).

Exacerbated by a panic attack. 

(which he has on occasion.) 

(Work comp!)

Gave him a scrip for 800 mg Ibuprofen and a Steroid.

Dr. said not to fill them yet though.

Likely regular Ibuprofen and rest 

(and Mom added Turmeric for anti-inflammatory)

would be all he needed.

Since he is home for 4 or 5 days anyway...

He got "hooked up" and they even got a needle

in his arm to take blood and in case of needing

an IV. Luckily he didn't inherit Grandma's veins!

(Or mine for that matter, they dive, roll, shrink...)

But the nurse was lucky he was bigger than Kyle

because Kyle REALLY wanted to punch him.

(He does NOT do needles - which explains his

lack of a medical history - walk it off or rub some

dirt in it and it will be fine... lol)

Rod and I are trying to talk him into seeing 

Rod's chiropractor. We both know it will help...

but so far no luck on that front.

Anyhow.

He said, better take a picture, cuz this is NEVER

happening again.

He's feeling better (and embarrassed he wore that disgustingly

dirty hat into their nice clean hospital room)

and kind of enjoying the "sorry, can't, I'm on disability"

response to... everything I suggest.

Hahahahaha.

But he is a little bummed.

He wanted to go kayaking, or snorkling, or 

SOMETHING fun.

Instead we are heading to H&M to get him

some new shirts.