Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009
A friend recently told me that she had never been to the emergency room for either of her two daughters (who are about the same age as Jared and Sara). I expressed my surprise and told her that we are trying to keep our E.R. visits down to one a year -- a goal we have yet to meet, I think.
We've been to the regular E.R., the Pediatric E.R., and the after hours clinic here in San Francisco, and called the advice nurse (for $2.95, it's cheap reassurance, most of the time) plenty of times. We've been to the Urgent Care facility in Incline Village by Lake Tahoe and both the first aid clinic in Disneyland and the nearby E.R. in Anaheim.
While we were up at Lake Tahoe, I was pitching a story for ParentDish that touched on going to the emergency room. It was late at night and the kids were all in bed. I was laying on the bed working while Rachel read next to me. I asked her, casually, if we had ever been to the E.R. in Calistoga. Her immediate reply: "Not Yet."
So I'm thinking it would be a good idea to know where the nearest E.R. is before we go in June. (For the record, it's St. Helena Hospital in Deer Park, about nine miles south.)
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