Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Learnin' too much from daddy
Within 20 minutes of settling into my cubicle at work, my phone rings. It is a place of business, so this is not a big surprise. Low and behold, it's my wife. Again, not a big surprise. I like to hear that they're both up and moving and getting ready to start the day. Only this time, it wasn't that kind of call.
This time it was to inform me that junior had gone through my bedside table drawer. Inside the bedside table drawer was a book of state quarters. We can go ahead and assume that the book, at this point, was empty. The quarters were scattered all over, and buddy boy was pointing to his throat and whimpering in pain.
Kepp in mind that this is going on during wifey's shower. So, out she jumps, soaking wet and conditioner still in her hair, running down her face.
But, at this point, there is no solid evidence to state that he actually swallowed a quarter. It's entirely possible that he smacked his throat on the table and that was what wqas bothering him. With the exception of no red mark, scrape, cut or other identifiable "boo-boo".
So it's off to daycare with him, letting the administrator know how the morning went. The woman that runs the daycare stated that all kids, at one time or another, swallow a coin of some type. But she was impressed that monkey boy was able to down a quarter. Grand. Just who I was in the market to impress. Hey! Maybe he'll join the circus and swallow swords for a living!
Connor does fine all day at school until it's time to go to urgent care to have an x-ray at our doctor's request. Any of this starting to sound familiar? So after waiting a little over an hour, they take him and mommy back to the x-ray room. It takes 2 nurses and mommy to hold connor down so that they can proceed with taking the x-ray.
Come to find out, thankfully, that there is no rogue quarter roaming around Connor's system. According to the doctor, apparently he lodged the quarter in his throat and was able to cough it up, thus accounting for the pain in his throat.
At least he started with only a 25 cents, unlike his father, who started with $2500 worth of gold down the gullet. ¶ 8:33 PM
This time it was to inform me that junior had gone through my bedside table drawer. Inside the bedside table drawer was a book of state quarters. We can go ahead and assume that the book, at this point, was empty. The quarters were scattered all over, and buddy boy was pointing to his throat and whimpering in pain.
Kepp in mind that this is going on during wifey's shower. So, out she jumps, soaking wet and conditioner still in her hair, running down her face.
But, at this point, there is no solid evidence to state that he actually swallowed a quarter. It's entirely possible that he smacked his throat on the table and that was what wqas bothering him. With the exception of no red mark, scrape, cut or other identifiable "boo-boo".
So it's off to daycare with him, letting the administrator know how the morning went. The woman that runs the daycare stated that all kids, at one time or another, swallow a coin of some type. But she was impressed that monkey boy was able to down a quarter. Grand. Just who I was in the market to impress. Hey! Maybe he'll join the circus and swallow swords for a living!
Connor does fine all day at school until it's time to go to urgent care to have an x-ray at our doctor's request. Any of this starting to sound familiar? So after waiting a little over an hour, they take him and mommy back to the x-ray room. It takes 2 nurses and mommy to hold connor down so that they can proceed with taking the x-ray.
Come to find out, thankfully, that there is no rogue quarter roaming around Connor's system. According to the doctor, apparently he lodged the quarter in his throat and was able to cough it up, thus accounting for the pain in his throat.
At least he started with only a 25 cents, unlike his father, who started with $2500 worth of gold down the gullet. ¶ 8:33 PM
