How we ended up at the hospital on a Friday night..... For no reason.......

I get so caught up in trying to juggle working full time and raising children that I seem to never find time to blog. Or if I do have time to myself I would rather sit and relax, (okay, more like do more housework), or catch up on some reading before bed.

But this little tale I just had to write about, for fear that it would one day be forgotten and I'd have nothing to laugh about. Actually, forget that, I WON'T be forgetting this little trip in a hurry......

It all started last night when I'd put the kids to bed at about 630pm. As usual, it didn't take Miss E and Miss C to go to sleep; they went out like a light.

Master C on the other hand decided that he would play in his bed for a little bit before actually going to sleep (the sneaky things kids do). So at around 7pm (when I thought he was sleeping) he ran out into the lounge room with an extremely concerned look on his face and informed me that he had swallowed some Lego. It had flicked into his mouth and gone down his throat.

Now I wasn't too concerned  about this because I know many kids swallow things and live to tell the tale. But I asked him some questions, like if he was breathing easily or finding it hard, or if he had any pain anywhere. He said no, so I gave him some water to make sure he could swallow it properly. He was fine, so I put him back to bed and told him to let me know if he starts having trouble breathing or if he starts to hurt anywhere.

After I put him back to bed, I sat down to the computer and googled cases of children swallowing lego to make sure there was nothing to be worried about. There were mixed stories. Some said as long as it's not a big piece and there's no breathing difficulties etc... to not be worried. Others said that it could be doing damage inside the body and get stuck somewhere because of sharp edges etc....

I still decided not to worry too much though, as long as I kept a close eye on him and made sure he was fine.

But yet again, not long after, Master C came out to me with a scared look on his face and said he was having trouble breathing and he had a pain in his belly. He seemed to be breathing fine to me, but I thought I would call 13HEALTH for some professional advice.

After explaining what had happened and told them his symptoms, they advised that it was best to take him to be seen due to the sharp edges lego have, and because he was complaining of a pain in his belly.

So I hung up the phone, woke the girls up, got them and Master C ready, and we all headed down town to the hospital. I didn't actually know where the hospital was at this point, but luckily it turned out not to be far from home.

We walked up to the counter in emergency and explained the situation, and then took a seat until someone could see us. We were in another hall waiting for an x ray when a doctor found us and said he would take a look at Master C.

He felt his belly, asked some questions etc... and deemed us fit to leave without needing an x ray. Apparently the lego most probably wouldn't show up on the x ray anyway, and since it was already in his belly than there was nothing too much to worry about. I got told to bring him back though if he started to bloat and/or had more pain.

So we left and went home, I put the kids back to bed and eventually went to bed myself. Master C woke up this morning happy, healthy and his usual self. Nothing to worry about!

However, this is not where the story ends. My dearest hubby was home today, so I decided to leave the kids with him whilst I ran some errands and did the shopping. I pulled back into the driveway this afternoon, and my dear little boy ran out as I was getting out of the car saying excitedly "Mummy, mummy ! I didn't swallow my lego, I found the piece, it was under my bed!" And then he ran back inside......

Now call me crazy, but would one not know if they had ACTUALLY swallowed something hard and sharp like, perhaps a piece of LEGO!

Yes one would think. I think perhaps he may have got more paranoid the more he though he had lego inside him, and so he thought he was feeling pain when he wasn't.

Needless to say it was not how I like to spend my Friday nights. And hopefully it doesn't happen again in a hurry.................