I just saved a bunch of money
by not going to the emergency room.
I got a 3/4 of an inch splinter in my right arm a few minutes ago.
I showed it to Katrina and asked her to get the tweezers and remove it. She got a small portion of it but the rest could be seen under the skin. "You need to go to the emergency room and let them get it out, mom."
"Just let me sterilize a needle and you try again, Katrina, honestly if it were in my left arm I could do it myself." I took the tweezers in my left hand, had her hold the flashlight so I could see the darned thing. I found a small bit sticking out and latched on to it and pulled. Out it came. I drowned it with alcohol and slapped a band aid on it.
I wonder now if I've saved a few hundred or a few thousand
We never went to any emergency room when I was growing up.
Shoot ! We didn't go the doctor unless there was a bone sticking out somewhere. How did we ever live without spending half our lives in the doctor's office. I guess we're making up for lost time now.