My daughter is sliding down her slide In the winter and fell off the side.
She comes to me and says she thinks she broke her pinky. I think it's dislocated but, despite my dad instincts raging to reset it, we head of to the ER. St. Peter's Barns Jewish. For the love of god and all that is holy, never go there. We've had a dozen horror stories. But, it's close, it's in our plan, and it's a dislocated finger.
Not so much. Finger is broke through, at the base, and at an angle. Doc says, no problem, wait until Monday and go the children's hospital downtown. Dumbass. We get there and they are like, what? It's already knitting.
They say they need to re-break it. Doctor feeds her medication but she's saying it's not working. He breaks it anyway. True story. She screams like she's being gutted. 5 minutes later the meds kick in.
That hospital changed all procedures about meds and testing meds because of what that ass did.
The reset doesn't work. They send her to a surgeon that is stunned at what has happened. She takes her to surgery, puts her under, then decides she doesn't need surgery. What?
Over $5,000 for a broken finger that just needed to be reset and splinted.