Hitting Home

I pride myself on thinking clinically. These are your symptoms. This is your exam. This is your likely diagnosis. Which leads to a plan. Until the sick patient was my son. I knew he was sick. I knew what was wrong. But I wanted to question myself. Should he see someone else. How much diagnostic testing is needed. Rarely do I have worries/questions running through my brain. I think this makes me human. Thanks to my buddies. Most of whom are physicians for allowing me to discuss his case with them. And the Deacon for his lovely prayers. How will this story end. He will be fine. He likely has transient tenosynovitis of the hip. Which is pretty gnarly to watch in a 7 year old. Now that he is getting better it is time for an iced cold beer.
The Doc is In

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