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Urgent Care, really????

My son Michael (10) has a virus (or flu) that is really wiping him out. It is so hard to watch that spunky kid layed flat out with listlessness and fever. Last night, his fever spiked again, to 103. This has been going on for three days, and I started to get really worried. I normally don't panic over fever, but something about the way he looked (puffy, glassy eyed) really concerned me. I decided to take him to the Urgent Care. I've been told over and over by my Doctor not to go to the ER unless we had chest pain, or gushing blood. We went to the closest Urgent Care, with a prominently displayed "Open 24 hours" sign, and it was closed. I checked my Garmin to see where the next closest one was-- called it, closed. I called the next one on the list, closed. It was 9:30 on a Sunday night. Is it me, or does that defeat the purpose of an "Urgent Care" center????? We ended up at the ER, fortunately my sister the Nurse was on duty, so we didn't have to wait 9 hours to be told that there was nothing they could do for him. I got a detailed lecture on alternating tylenol and Motrin to control the fever (child number 3 Doc, got that one down....) and was told to watch for unusual symptoms (like glassy eyes, and listlessness), and to take him home and make him comfortable. Not knowing when to take action and when to hunker down and ride it out it very disconcerting for me. :(

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