Kids and networks – cut from the same cloth.
by Natalie P.
July 28, 2008 | Filed Under Computers, Parenting, The Heartless Bitch Way | 2 Comments
Today, as I am trying to make a network change to allow one of our corporate satellite sites access to a DMZ, (Demilitarized Zone, for the uninitiated), we suddenly lose all our Internet access. We spend almost 2 hours rebooting the firewall, the DNS servers (it seems related to DNS), only to discover that our primary network provider line went out. The reason it took us so long to figure out was because some of our traffic was being routed over a secondary line. (It’s a long and sordid story, but it was also MONDAY, which plays a factor in any of these issues). Of course, right at the time that I call the ISP corporate support line, connectivity returns. Of course. And I am left there trying to explain to the support guy that the network was DEAD. Really. Just seconds ago.
That’s the way it usually happens.
You parents know that it’s the same with kids and doctors.
There they are. Fever of 104F. Barfing up everything – even water. You rush them to the clinic, or, god forbid, the emergency ward, and by the time a doctor gets to see them (HOURS later), they have a normal temperature, they are eating everything in sight, and running around raising hell.
But…. but… but… “He was REALLY sick when I brought him in.”
And of course they give you THAT look. The one that says, “Ah yes… yet another case of ’over-protective parent syndrome’”. And they nod with that patronizing look, and assure you that your child will be JUST fine, and if the symptoms recur, you can bring them back in (and wait another 3 hours).
The kids grow up (eventually), but networks remain recalcitrant infants.
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Regarding the scene with your kid with the 104 fever, projectile vomiting, suddenly getting better the minute the health care provider arrives…
Thats the damn problem. And too bad the doctors dont understand. You have zero way, as a parent, to know whether the kid is going to get better. A 104 fever is serious shit. You cant know if the kid will get better 2 hours later, or if its a case of bacterial meningitis that is contagious and lethal..or god knows what.
I had real flu 3 years ago, kept waiting to get better. Did the all natural route, too.
After 5 nights of living hell from chills fever and night sweats, I finally decide to get medical attention–and hello, turned out both my lungs were snowed out from double pneumonia.
Any doctor who doesnt understand how quickly children get sick and how quickly they get well and also how quicly kids can get sick and die–and who scowls at a mom like you who did the right thing–they’re the jerks.
The faster you get sick, the faster you get well–and the faster you can die. Its too hard to tell what the outcome will be.s
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Norco….