Um... To say that Jersi is a handful would be a major understatement. I have never had a child as crazy as she. She eats everything in site (this is comparable to Oaklee at this age) She is queen of hilariousness (comparable to Dayton at this age) She eats bizarre stuff (deoderant, back rubs, medicines, lotion, hairspray, etc etc etc) (comparable to Kyndi at this age) and in addition to those, she has mad art skills, incredible brain skills, and has had more trips to the ER in her short 2.5ish years of life than the rest of my children combined! I swear between poison control calls, and trips to the ER we should have our own ... I don't know what... by now! ...frequent shopper card? ...
Enter today. She was taking a bath so nicely with Oaklee - one of their favorite pass-times around here. She had barely removed her bum from the tub and got "bunnelled" in her towel when she started to scream a terrifying scream. I rushed to her expecting blood, nothing. No scratch, no bruise, no bones protruding from her epidermis... I was baffled - until Oaks mentioned the bead that was previously in Jersi's hand. Well folks, here is where I learned it was no longer in her hand, but up her left nostril. Crap. Stark naked and dripping wet. I threw a dipaer and pjs on her and whisked her to the ER before she could sniff it up into her sinuses.
The ER has the COOLEST nose-foreign-object-remover tool. It's a hair-thin thingy that they stick up her nose, just passed the object and then push the squeezy thing in the dr's hand = this blows up a mini balloon in the nose forcing the object out! CRAZY no? After a little blood and a whole lot of screaming, the bead was gone. She did not want to even look at those evil doctors/nurses. But then they brought her cookies. They sure know how to win her over!!
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