Long long wait

Well, last night the kid decided to dance on her bed, but fell and whacked her head really hard on her dresser. Great. (Remind me to sue The Wiggles, eh? That's what prompted her to dance.) After trying to get ice on to her head, we couldn't quite determine whether or not anything important was broken... so it was off to Emergency. For three hours. And when the doctor came, he talked to the kid using a Donald Duck voice. I am not kidding.

Thankfully, she is OK; she just looks like she is growing a third eye.

At least we were luckier than the parent and kid across from us. They'd already been there at least two hours when we came in, and they were waiting for the results of an x-ray for confirmation (in the meantime, the kid's hand had continued to swell and had changed color). Anyway, the Doctor who first saw them, and who had ordered the x-ray had gone off shift, and along with the doctor went his password to get to the x-ray (since they are now apparently digitally stored). So there were at least three people running about like headless chickens, squawking about missing passwords and workarounds, for at least 40 minutes. I don't know what the ultimate outcome was as the patient and parent were still there when we left.