Yesterday I admitted a kid with pneumonia. He looked pretty miserable, with a high fever, working to breathe and needing oxygen by face mask. I started him on treatment and told his parents it could take a few days.
Today, when I made rounds, his mother accosted me anxiously. She wanted me to "run more tests" since, according to her, he wasn't getting any better (in less than 24 hours!).
When I went in to look at him, his fever was much lower. He was breathing more easily. He needed less oxygen, and was even hungry. Needless to say, I did NOT order more tests.
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