2002-12-09

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2002-12-09 07:33 pm

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Around 11am I get a call from my Aunt Addie. It seems litte brother Luke has some nasty throat problem and he's headed to the emergency room. After a quick stop by HR to find out I can't add him to my insurance I head over.

Upon arrival I discover that having a helicopter land 30 feet away makes it a bit difficult to hear your cellphone. Damn LifeFlight.

I wander around the ER until I manage to track them down. Aunt Addie is there and I finally get to meet Becca, Luke's on-again, off-again maybe-sorta girlfriend. She's pretty cool. I approve.

Luke is sitting on the bed practicing for the "Most pitiful expression a human can make" contest. He's talking like Bullwinkle. We sit around bored for a while. The Lady Doctor team (the blonde and the brunette) arrives to look at Luke. One pokes and prods while the other holds the light. Then they call over "Doctor Z" to take a look. I quickly learn that Doctor Z is the best doctor around to have working on your friends and family. He's smart, funny, experienced and generally cool. He gets things done. He also hurts. While Team Lady Doctor mucks around in Lukes mouth he's kind of annoyed. When Doctor Z is in there he's making these strained gurgling cries. Doctor Z hurts.

Treatment starts off with an ultrasound, which involves marinating my little brothers neck in blue goo. Can't be sure. Then a round of stabby-pokey in the tonsils with the hypodermic.

Read the thrilling conclusion in Part II after I slack for a while.