Two hours at Kid Med (pediatrician urgent care), a couple of chest x-rays and the Boy was diagnosed with pneumonia. He was home all last week with a nasty cough that just wasn't getting better. Yesterday afternoon he looked pale and blue around the eyes and mouth. We're not the sort of parents who rush off to the doctor's with every little sniffle, but that sight had the Boy in his booster seat within five minutes.
I learned a few things. Passing four other urgent care facilities just to go to a pediatric specific facility was worth the extra miles. I need to have more than two books actually loaded on the Kindle Fire since it's wifi only. "Sponge Bob Square Pants" is stupid. And nothing perks up a lousy feeling 6-year-old faster than being able to see his own x-rays!