Productive Day turned ER Visit

So. I booted up my computer, getting ready to do my first major back up of 2010 photos. I was planning on having a productive day, going through a years worth of photos while the boys played . . . I start every day planning on being productive, but then reality happens.

Do you see anything missing from this picture?

What's missing is five hours of my day!

The culprit . . . Emmitt, it always seems to be Emmitt. He's just one of those kids that you look at and you can see their brain working, and I'm not talking about baby genius stuff, I talking about any kind of trouble.

So, he swallowed the red disk off the bottom of the stoplight sign, I think. I didn't actually see him do it. But the gagging, then the throw up and the toy in his hand, I'm guessing he did.

So my pediatrician wanted me to take them to the ER after talking to him. And I agree, it's better to be safe than sorry. So after tracking down a neighbor to watch the other two, off to the ER.

On the way to the hospital, I realized I have never been anywhere with just Emmitt. Every errand, outing and even doctors appointment, it had always been at least "the twins". It's amazing how a child loves to be the center of attention. I've never seen him quite like this before. He made sure that everyone at least looked at him, but he got most to smile, some to wave and even a few that stopped to "talk" with him. It's a funny thing watching a baby "work the room". This may have been his first moment of pure attention he's been able to enjoy. Something that is missing in a twins life.

And it would have been fun, if it weren't for the part were I had to restrain him on a hard table for x-rays or wait 20 minutes for someone to tell us that they couldn't see anything on the x-ray, but considering that what he swallowed wasn't metal, it can't be seen or waiting another 80 minutes for a "specialist" to tell me that it should pass in 72 hours and he may have a stomach ache.

I questioned the guy finally discharging us why the x-ray was done if they knew nothing would be seen. "Kids that swallow things that big could have swallowed more, a kid came in once because the parents saw him eat a screw, upon x-ray they saw the screw and an earring and a quarter and a charm bracelet". So, I guess if nothing else, I can feel good about the fact that my son hasn't swallowed anything metal . . . but who knows what else is in there  :)

Now, do I feel like getting something done . . . I'm going to try.