On Saturday, when we went ice skating, Daegan fell and insisted he hurt his hand badly. I believed him, but I wasn't willing to pay an ER visit for them to say it was sprained. So, we waited until Monday to go to the walk-in orthopedic clinic.
I love the doctor at the walk-in clinic, but they were so busy because it was Monday morning, they asked if we would see Dr. Arnold, a hand specialist. He just happens to also be someone I went to high school with.
We waited and waited and waited. "Working us in" was taking a long time. We got there at 8:15 and left at 11:30.
I drove down, picked him up, and we headed to the ER. It was bad. Extremely deep and dangerously close to some important tendons.