Spent the better part of the afternoon/evening with Belac in the ER, yesterday. Sent by his pediatrician over his swollen knee filled with fluid. It wasn't exactly a terrible experience, but I wasn't happy either. We saw one blabbing resident after another over-eager resident at this teaching hospital and in the process, visited each horrible thing that could have caused this inflammation. Each resident loved to hypothesize and assumed we'd be spending the night after Belac's leg was drained. 7 hours later, the attending came to visit, looked over preliminary test results and was confident about Belac's knee healing on its own and sending us home. Unbelievable (and wonderful).
Is this the advantage of experience? Influencing better judgment and focus? The understanding that you don't have to meddle with every single thing? That not everything is doomed for a negative outcome?
I will write more about this experience some other time. However, I am exhausted and have catch up today. Lots of practicing for concerts next week.