Hospital Trips in a week
We were doing quite well until recently with our trips to the hospital, people always told me you might as well live at the hospital when you are a mother of boys.
Milo has always been under the pediatrician as he has a small hole in his heart, but these visits are not due to the idiotic antics of small boys!!
One evening a few months again, whilst putting the boys into bed, Milo starts making the most horrendous gaspy, chocking sound. I instantly throw his over my knee and give him some hard slaps on the back. After whart one can only descibe as an eternity, he gasped and the the following words came from his rather limp and frightend body "dont worry! its gone down"
After initially feeling immense relief, i ask him "whats gone down?" "the penny i was playing with"
I still have no idea whee the penny came from, but also why he took it to bed with him.
After a discussion with a few people, the nurse from the medical centre near us to, we decided i better take him to A and E.
After a few hours, we had been the xray department and to much relief the penny had passed the 'Danger Zone'
You can see the offending penny on the right!!
You think we would be done for the week right?!
Wrong!!
On the lovely 'relaxed and organised' school runs, we were in the car all ready to go when Rufus closes his own door. But in doing so he puts his hand in the door joint and pulls in to on his hand! The door even stayed closed!
Uuuggh, as I legged it round his hand instantly started turning blue and looked like sausages.
Cue, another trip to A and E! Luckily on both trips we have got away with no real injuries.
I would like to leave A and E for a while now thanks boys! It's not good for my health! Xxxx
