Emergency Room Visit

Both me and Josh have been very blessed to have little sickness in our life. And even when Josh is sick, he won't go to the doctor because he doesn't want to spend the money (hello, why do we pay for health insurance, then?) Well, times like these are exactly why.

On 3/18/2010, Josh came home and was complaining about having water in his ear, but he couldn't get it out. It progressively started getting worse until he was trying to keep himself from swearing because it hurt so bad. I asked him if he wanted me to call the doctor, but he didn't. Instead, he wanted me to go to the wonderful world of the Internet to see how to get water out of the ear. We tried everything that it said, including pouring 1/2 part vinegar and 1/2 part rubbing alcohol down the ear and using a blow dryer. Nothing worked. In fact, it got worse and started bleeding a little bit.

Josh decided to raid the cabinet and take some pain pills. Apparently that didn't work either because we went to sleep at 10:00 that night and neither of us fell asleep. It wasn't until about 1:00 in the morning that Josh decided I should call the 24-hour nurse and see what she said. She asked me barely short of a million questions before she told us we needed to go to the Emergency Room.

So, up we got, got dressed, and headed out the door. We got there and then waited, waited, and did some more waiting, until we were called at 3:00. They took us to our room and then we proceeded to wait another 20 minutes until the doctor came in, looked in Josh's ear and then told him he had an ear infection and would give him some medicine. (This took about 2 minutes). Then we proceeded to wait some more (for about another 20 minutes) until somebody came in asking for our copay. Nice. Wait, wait, wait again, until they finally gave us our prescription another 20 minutes later. At least while we were in the room, though, doing all of this waiting, we were about to watch Legally Blonde since they had a TV in there. That was nice.

Off to the house we went to drop Josh off, and then I proceeded to drive to the next town over, San Marcos, to fill the prescription. What a long night that was! But I am thankful that we do have health insurance for times like these so that, if we ever do need to go to the doctor, the bill is greatly reduced.

Needless to say, Josh is psychotic and went to work the next morning on like two hours of sleep. He's a work-a-holic. (Not complaining, though. I like having a husband that works hard. But if it were me, I would definitely have used it as an excuse not to go to work or school)