I think Charlotte was 3 years old before she had her first ER visit. She was running in a park and had picked up a stick, and as if in slow motion, she fell on it putting it through her lip and sending her to the hospital. It was pretty much horrifying and I had to walk out of the room as 3 full grown adults had to hold her down so a Dr could dig bits of stick out of her mouth. Thankfully my husband is so much stronger than I am when it comes to the kids. A little one’s first hospital visit can be a scary time for parents and children.
So last week when I was in the bathroom gathering laundry and I heard Phoenyx cry out in horror, I turned around and saw the whole scene at once. He had, in the 20 seconds I left him in the playroom to walk to my bathroom, found the most dangerous toy his sister owns, put it in his mouth, took off running, and feel straight on it. By the grace of God it didn’t go down his throat, but it did push up through the roof of his mouth and was POURING blood. Once I managed to calm him down a tad and take a look I knew we had to go to the ER. He had skin on the roof of his mouth hanging down and ugg. Just ugg.
I had to run next door cause I couldn’t put P down and I couldn’t find my car keys. I needed them to hold him while I ran back in and found them. Things are never where they are supposed to be around here.
I called daddy and he met me at the ER.
Few hours later (and pretty much while they ask you every question in the book and make you start to wonder if they are going to call CPS on you) he was cleared to go home with advice that stitches would be worse than letting him heal naturally and if he had any more trouble to follow up with the pedi.
While waiting he started feeling well enough to wander around and try to visit the other people there…
SO that is it…our first ER visit down.
Of course since that moment he has managed to run into my desk with his eye, find the corner of a wall with his face, fall down on the ground, give himself a partial black eye and also get his hand burned.
I swear this child may be the death of me.
Has having a baby always been like this and I just blacked out the memories? Or is P just “special”.
~Trisha
PS I asked my facebook page and it appears that a child trying to kill themselves is common….feel free to share your story here...
How about this? My daughter was in a boot because her Achillies tendon was pulling away from her growth plate. (common when they grow a foot in 8 months!) She had 2 days left in the boot. I let her take it off early because she was in a violin recital and would be dressing up. She fell, broke her violin, and fractured her fibula. “So,” the doctor asks, “How did this happen when she was wearing the boot?” Mom of the Year…
Have I been under a rock? I hope he is doing better. Thank goodness I havent had much other than bumps.
Something similar happened to me when i was a kid. I was playing with the vacuum attachment (long plastic tube attachment) and had it in y mouth trying to balance a ball on the top of it. (think balancing egg on a spoon) I had my head facing up while I was walking balancing a ball on top- and stupid me decided to put my head back down when I go close to Te wall, the thing shoved the back roof of my mouth, it bled a lot, but I was ok, just bruised up, and a bit of scratched throat. I know I gave my mom a big scare when I ran out of my room crying with blood coming from my mouth :/
Oh gosh!! Glad he is okay! So scary, not looking forward to any visits to the ER!!
My daughter, who is two years younger than my son, tried to do everything he did when she was two. We went to the ER so much that year that they knew us by name.
Oh that poor baby (and momma)!! Is he feeling TONS better now?
Oh man, I know the feeling of being grilled with questions during an emergency with your child! Our first ER visit was actually a 911 call (I found my daughter, then 3, having a grand mal seizure – she’d been napping so I had no idea how long she’d been seizing) and my daughter being transported by ambulance to the nearest hospital to be stabilized (paramedics had to give her rescue meds and even then the grand mal seizure wasn’t stopping), then transfered to the childrens hospital. Because it was a 911 call, the police were dispatched, I was being questioned… they were looking over every inch of my house, they kept me from the room my daughter was in and when I asked if she was okay, all they would tell me is “they are working on her”. I had no idea if she was breathing or anything. Not that I had anything to worry about, because I didn’t…. but being questioned at a time like that was awful and I just felt like they were blaming me. (same happened when my dad passed unexpectedly at home, they wanted to SEE the food he had for dinner).
We’ve since had many ER visits (if we have to administer the rescue meds – we have to call 911 because they can cause respiratory failure), but now that we have the epilepsy diagnosis and history, I no longer get bombarded with questions.
My daughter was 7 months old her first ER visit. The way our floor plan was at the time, I had to iron in the hallway. I was holding her and walked by the iron and ironing board not realizing that she could ever in a million years reach it. She reached out and grabbed the top tip of the iron and burned the palm of her hand to where it blistered immediately. They asked every possible question, and I knew for a fact it was because they were trying to figure out if I placed her hand there and burned her.
The doctor was able to tell though from the angling of the burn and the placement and other “doctory” stuff, there was no idea that I could have done it. Talk about being scared out of my wits! She was back to new though after a while with some solarcaine and bandages. They heal so quick at that age. I hope little P is feeling better even with all the extra bumps and bruises since then!
My first son had his one and only ER visit while I was pregnant with #2 – I almost passed out watching them clean his wound. Also in the mouth and also left to heal on its own. It was 1988 and child abuse cases were just hitting the news so my husband and I were both interviewed separately and then together. It was HORRIBLE.
Son #2 has never been to the ER – he’s 24 now and I’m hoping to keep it that way!
Good luck, here’s hoping it was a one-of trip for you all.
I am glad he is okay. I think boys are just wired differently. My girls were a breeze but my boy? Different breed.
Out of love consider this the only unsolicited advice I’ll give you … I’m begging you to never ever let him walk barefoot in any public place, especially the hospital (or pediatrician’s office). You don’t want that kiddo bringing home Hand Foot Mouth Disease.
ha! We have already had that in our house! LOL. But I ran out the door SO quickly that I didnt grab anything but him and the keys. I even forgot the medical card.
Poor little P!!! OUCH! So glad he is healing up though.
Knocking on wood but I have hit almost ten years, three boys and no ER visits. In hind site there should have been one but we were at a nurses house so she cleanednd bandaged him but he still has a tooth shaped scar in his forehead
WOW. Knock on wood for SURE.
My son never went until he was 2 and shoved a French fry so far up his nose that the doc was calling nurses and other docs in to see it because it was record high.
Bella was one. She fell and cracked her head open. She needed a staple. It was horrifying to hold her as they stapled.
Yeah, no way on holding my kids. I had to walk out. I had to not only walk out, but literally go like 4 hallways away. I could NOT hear her at all. And what is it w/ kids and noses?
Poor little guy. Hope he is feeling better. Minus Gav’s medical issues at birth, his first ER visit was a week before he turned 1. Grandma opened the oven door and Gavyn touched it getting 2nd degree burn on his left hand. I felt so bad for him with the bandage wrapped around his tiny hand.