Newton Wellesley ER

We spent Saturday night at the ER with Spotty. He had been complaining about his back hurting him several hours earlier and I checked to see if his diaper or shorts were scratching him, but there were no marks. In the next 3 hours my usually exeuberant child who runs into trees head first looks up says "sorry" and runs off to play again. The same child that will cry when he has fallen down the stairs and is all cut up and bruised, but stops after a few seconds so he can run somewhere else, changed. He was crying hyserically whenever he tried to walk, shriking that he had an owie and to make it stop hurting.

Spotty is fine.

I have never been so scared in all my life. I called the on call doctor who thought his symptoms were alarming and wanted him seen by the ER, but told me to give him some Motrin before we left. As I am sure you could all expect, he was fine and dancing around by the time we actually got to see the doctor. While the doc was checking him out Spotty did complain when they were checking out the movement of his right leg. The doc thought it was probably a viral inflammation of the hip joint. As the Motrin was working he told me to keep an eye on him and if the pain got worse or if Spotty got a fever to bring him back into the ER.

Newton Wellesley has a pediatric ER unit. They were good, friendly and didn't treat me like a hypochondriac mom while he danced and goofed around. I hope no one ever needs to bring their child to the ER, but if you do, you could do a lot worse than this place.