Sara is now down with the flu. The poor girl is sniffling and coughing and was burning up. When we got to the clinic, there were about 10 other patients ahead of us, but because she felt so warm, I asked the nurse to take her temperature. It read 38.5 deg and it was serious enough for us to jump queue and see the doctor immediately.
The doctor, our favourite GP, saw us and started to take Sara's temperature. It read 39.8 deg... he was as surprised as I was.
Dr: Oh dear, so besides the fever, what else is wrong with you, Sara?
Sara: I have a cough (lets out a cough), I have been sneezing (blows her nose for effect) and my legs feel weak and my tummy aches.
Dr: That's not good, let's try to get you to feel better. Let's try to hear your lungs (as he positions the stethoscope). Breathe in and out deeply.
Sara: OK, tell me if you hear anything.
Dr: (After listening) Well, I'm glad to tell you that your lungs tell me they are fine and clear. That's good news.
The doctor then proceeded to check her tummy and her throat. She has a throat infection and was prescribed antibiotics.
So after we left the doctor's consultation room and were waiting for our medication, Sara had a puzzled look on her face. She then asked me what language lungs use that they were able to tell the doctor they were fine. I had to laugh out loud and tell her she'd need to be a doctor to learn that new language. Gotta love the innocence of a child.
2 comments:
Awwww.. :)
Heh, I think so too and of course I am completely being objective here ;)
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