So this Sunday started out innocuous enough. We had tickets to a children's play for 10am this morning as part of a fundraising event for our pre-school. Afterwards the kids played with their friends at the park, we came home for lunch and then I settled in for some quiet time with the boys. No sooner had I cuddled in with with the littlest boy that I noticed the bigger boy had something in his mouth.
"What's in your mouth Owen?"
"It's jus a rmmm."
"I don't understand what you said but spit it out before you swallow it!"
He shakes his head in defiance and guess what? He swallows the damn thing.
Now I'd like to say that my first reaction as a mother was 'Oh, my poor baby' but actually it was:
"For Christ's sake! It's Sunday so the damn doctor is closed which means I'll have to spend hours in the emergency room and I don't wanna!"
I call the tele-health number associated with our doctor's office. They of course say what we expected: "Take him to the emergency room."
So off I go with Owen for a fun filled afternoon at the hospital. It was a big fun adventure for him. He played while I frantically hand sanitized over and over again. I hate even breathing in hospitals. We got an x-ray which showed the piece of metal from a magnet set nestled in his stomach. They weren't concerned and sent us home saying he'll "pass the foreign metal object" on his own. That'll be fun.
Another day in paradise folks!
J.
About Me
- Jennifer
- Ottawa, ontario, Canada
- When you actually sit down to "describe" yourself, it's actually a bit daunting! Let me just say, I'm a Mom of 2 young boys, a wife, I work full-time and am blessed to be surrounded my many friends and a very involved extended family. I can often be found in my kitchen, in my pyjamas of course, cooking dinner or baking or lamenting over the dishes to be done. I like the comfort and serenity that puttering in my kitchen offers. It is sometimes calming, sometimes a disaster, most times a mess but always filled with love.
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