When I got the opportunity to write about Morning successes I must say I did giggle to myself. You see the first day of term this year was an epic fail. I wasn't ever going to share this. But I am finally getting over the trauma somewhat, and now and feel ready to talk about it.
So I take you back to Friday the 5th of September at 8.20am, I must say, at 8.15 I was feeling pretty smug. Jack had gone off on the School bus on time, the house was tidy, lunches were made and we were ready to leave. We were just waiting for Emily to arrive (our neighbour who I drive to college)
So I take you back to Friday the 5th of September at 8.20am, I must say, at 8.15 I was feeling pretty smug. Jack had gone off on the School bus on time, the house was tidy, lunches were made and we were ready to leave. We were just waiting for Emily to arrive (our neighbour who I drive to college)
I was pottering in the kitchen when Joe appeared in
the doorway hunched over making an odd noise, I quickly realised he was choking;
I ran to him and patted his back. Fortunately he stopped after a couple of
seconds, but what felt much more like minutes.
How had he managed that, I hear you ask.
Exactly, how does an 8 year old manage to swallow a pound coin? Well, he
was throwing it in the air and catching it. Joe never, ever stops talking, so
his mouth is constantly open. He threw the coin up, stumbled forward and it
bounced of his tooth and down his throat.
Grrr, I had a fully booked salon with my new
students at 9.30am and Joe should have been at School. There was nothing else
for it; a trip to casualty was in order. He looked fine in himself, maybe a bit
grey but was breathing normally and coherent. Yet clearly I had to get him
checked out. Poor Emily, she sat in the car making emergency calls and texts to
work and Chris and then was virtually thrown out of the car at the roundabout
near college and we continued on our trip to the hospital.
It is with a considerable amount of shame that you
tell the receptionist at casualty your child managed to swallow a pound coin
whilst in your care. To be fair to her, she just smiled at me, and nodded
knowingly, she was clearly a Mum.
After several X-rays of Joe's throat and tummy, we
were told the pound was no where to be seen and sent home but told to keep an
eye out for the pound, and take him back if we felt concerned. I must say
Burnley General Hospital was wonderful. By 10.15 we were out of the Hospital
and on our way to School. Before I sent Joe in a made him eat a snack and drink
some water to ensure he could swallow OK.
After School and a frantic day at work (Thanks
Jennie for holding the fort, until I arrived) I went home to see if maybe the
coin has come out whilst he was choking, but it was nowhere to be seen. I read
up on the dangers of swallowing a pound coin and was alarmed at how dangerous
it can be.
So I bought wooden BBQ sticks and put them by the
toilet, prepared for my hunt for the pound coin. I won't go into detail but
within 24 hours the pound did resurface. Joe wanted me to wash it so he could
have it back, but no, it was wrapped in a bag and put in the bin, I just
couldn't face it.
So there's my story of epic failure, as a result,
to achieve a morning victory; all currency of any kind is banned in the
mornings in the Christie household, coins now haves a curfew. It is considered
an offence to be caught with a coin before school. So is throwing objects into
the air whilst simultaneously having your mouth wide open, being caught in the
act has severe penalties.
For me getting to work without a visit to casualty,
getting time to eat a quick breakfast, and drink a cup of coffee, whilst I read
my emails and prepare for the day is something I appreciate much more that I
did 2 weeks ago.
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Oh dear! That did make me laugh, but I can just imagine how traumatic it must have been. We've had more trips to A&E than I dare to remember in our time, but never for a swallowed pound coin (I know others who have though!). Glad everything turned out OK.
ReplyDeleteHe ha yes I can laugh looking back, and thank you, yes he is fit and well now x
DeleteThat sounds so very stressful and I am glad he is OK and you are too. Commenting for myself and on behalf of BritMums and thanking you for taking part.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kate, yes stressful is an understatement, all you need the first day back at School x
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