We spent a good part of Thursday at the county fair (I have some pics to share with you of that too) and it was hot! When we got home from the fair, Curly laid down on the couch and took a nap...a LONG nap! Then he didn't want to go to bed. He was still dancing around at midnight when I finally convinced him to head upstairs. About 12:30 I sat down at the computer to put together my post. By 12:45 I was almost finished when a sad little voice startled me.
I looked up from the computer. "What's wrong?" I asked. Big tears slid down his cheeks as he mumbled something incoherently. I turned his face up to mine so I could understand his trauma. "There's a Lego up my nose!" I'm afraid I didn't handle it very well. In fact I sort of came unglued.I was half yelling, half lecturing as I tried to spot the offending piece while he blubbered that he couldn't really remember how it got there. He got so upset he actually vomited! I was hoping that might bring out the block and I looked carefully before I finally gave up. (I know, but it wasn't that much and I didn't have to touch anything...)
My sweetie woke up about the time I got my shoes on. I was NOT going after that piece by myself! First of all I couldn't see it Second, with his asthma, I was afraid I might dislodge it and send it somewhere much scarier than his nose We were heading for the emergency room.
We got there just after 1:00 AM. The receptionist told us things had just settled down so that was good news. It took us about 10 minutes to check in and then another 10 to see the nurse. I was worried that Curly might fall asleep before the doc came in so we watched the Olympics for another 10 minutes. It was quick for ER times. The doc pulled it right out with some long tweezers. He seemed a bit put off when I told him we needed to take it home. Curly was not taking any chances with Sport...it was his Lego.
Teach suggested that maybe he just had to get this one last three-year-old right-of-passage out of his system before his birthday today...
I'm just wondering what we get to look forward to now that he's four!
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You sound much calmer than the family that ran into under similar circumstances.
My freshman year in University, some friends had to take me to the local ER because I was reacting to peanuts.
I give all my information to the traig nurse.
There was one family in the waiting area, their kid was older and had done the lego up the nose thing. The Mom came unglued when I was rushed back put on an O2 monitor and O2. Didn't they know who she was.
Then a car accident victim was brought in and she flipped out because her kid saw that. (I didn't see it, but my friends did they said the blood was pretty bad). The reason the kid wasn't in the treatment area - Mom insisted on waiting in the waiting area away from the scary machines.
The doc came in for the boy and got the lego out. She started to complain to him (we all could hear because she was yelling). The doc pointed out that the ER doc could have handled it and she would have been long gone before I got there much less the accident victim. No she insisted they wake the specialist up to come remove the lego. She went out in a huff threatening to fire all the medical staff, and get my friends and I kicked out of school.
I felt sorry for her kid.
Remind me not to play with the Legos at your house!
~R
Yes, let's hope it's smooth sailing from here on out! Goodness!
Hahaha, sorry for laughing but this story brings back memories. Our youngest son did that same thing with a kernel of popcorn which also landed us in the ER.
It's taped in his baby book. He was probably a tad bit younger than Curly when that happened, he's now 22.
I stuck a green crayon up my nose and had to have it removed in te er too. Now my 19 month old puts everything up close to his nose to smell and I'm sure at some point we'll be off to the er with him too.
P.s. I'd like to find out about ordering a couple pieces of Tupperware.
Amy,
I'd love to help you with some Tupperware, but you didn't give me your email address. Send me an email at twelvemakesadozen@gmail.com and I would be happy to help you!
Sandy
oh goodness!! Poor Curly! Lyla once got a pony bead thing stuck up her nose. Thankfully I was able to get it out at home.
I stuck a purple Skittle up my nose, I was five or six. My mom pulled it out with tweezers. It's a strange urge of 'this is the perfect size for this hole!'
my kids have stuck various objects up their noses too. Luckily we have a doctor in our family who specializes in any kid-tastrophe related emergencies.
Oh my, oh my!
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