First trip to the ER.

We got rid of our coffee table to avoid these very incidents. Don't touch my coffee though! Glad your little one is okay.

Now imagine that scenario with someone looking for ways to claim you're neglectful. That's my life, have to explain EVERY little bump, bruise or cut that they get, and they are both VERY active boys, climbing more than my older two boys ever dreamed of!

Oh man. THAT would make him a hit with the neighborhood kids. Everytime he showed up, they'd stop what they were playing and switch to football. Then he could say things like "Your mama doesn't love you. You don't have proper football equipment!"

Our first trip to the ER was classic; the old leggo up the nose trick. We heard a cry and upon investigation we found he had put a small leggo up his nose. Oh yes, there was blood. He had tried to get it out and caused the bleeding.

The admitting nurse said, "Oh yes, we get this all the time." Some forceps later it was out and he was a little wiser.

With 3 kids including TWINS, the only 2 ER trips so far have been for my son's asthma (of course one was in Florida on our way to Disney World!)
I know the coffee table scenario well, though...One of my twin daughters took a nose dive off the couch "just because" and hit her forehead on the edge of a marble coffee table (ouch!!!). This sounds strange, but the small cut was sooo deep, it hardly bled. I thought she needed a butterfly bandage, but the pediatrician sent us to a plastic surgeon (I wasn't too keen on getting an inexperienced ER doc putting stitches in a toddler girl's forehead and her perhaps looking like Frankenstein later on!) It paid off, 11 years later, no scar....BTW, the table has still not resurfaced from the basement.... I hear you, Mike, on the "Lego up the nose" trick. The OTHER twin decided to pick apart one of their foam crib mattresses one day. In retrospect I should have run to their room IMMEDIATELY when I heard demonic laughter, but didn't head upstairs until there was deafening silence on the baby monitor. Foam was ALL over the place but I just cleaned it up and forgot about it. Months later, (yes, MONTHS) she had a strange odor emanating from her nose. A visit to her peditrician showed nothing...It got worse so I carted her off to an ENT doctor who within 2 seconds of being there, pulled a nice size piece of guess what? FOAM, from her nostril. He proceeded to call the pediatrician and rip him a new one right in front of me, too. He put the foam in alcohol and placed it in a small jar as a "parting gift." When I asked why, he said, "Oh, you'll want to remind her of what she did when she was a toddler" when she's an obnoxious teenager. Well, she's now 13, and I have pulled out that jar once or twice!

As someone who puts patients to sleep on a daily basis, it is indeed the parents who would like valium (or Versed) after the kids are appropriately asleep for the ten minute surgical repair. That is because they love their kids so much and are worried sick about them. I would seriously wonder if a parent wasn't beside themselves with fear, even medical professionals who see anesthesia daily. Moms "need" the valium, but since they are driving, they don't get any. Your little one will heal great and have a Superman story the rest of his life to go with the scar (if he gets one).

i personally have been to the er too many times to count. there was a time in my life when i was going once every few months. i am pretty sure i have taken about a decade off my mothers life since her stress levels were higher than anyone i have ever seen. i was an active and semi crazy kid.

My first time was when i was in elementary school i think it was. We were at recess playing tag. I was running forward, but not looking forward. Instead i was looking off to the side to look for the person who was it. Looking off to the side means i didn't see the metal monkey bars in front of me. Yep, ran right into them. :banghead: = :insane: Blood everywhere. 5 stitches. It took the teacher like 5 minutes to get over to me from 15 feet away, and i let her know she was going too slow by elevating the decibel level of my distress signal. Did i mention there was a lot of blood? Still have a bump there because my so-called "dis solvable" stitches didn't seem to dissolve so well.

Indeed! I raised 2 boys, who are now 23 and 19. Their father (who is also a physician/surgeon) and I used to joke that we put the ER docs, and the orthopedic surgeon's kids, through college with our 2 boys and their many and various escapades.When I was moving a month ago, I found an x-ray of my youngest son's stomach, which included a nice outline of a rock he swallowed when he was about 2 years old...ahhh precious memories...

I am sure you probably have done that to poor ole mom! I raised 2 boys like you and I started going gray when my husband was in medical school, and that was before they started snowboarding, skiing, skateboarding, and playing high school football and baseball.I think I'll go pour myself a glass of wine now.

Oh god,the first visit to the E.R.!!

I'm glad it worked out alright in the end, and he was able to get away with a few stitches. The first of many bumps and bruises I suspect, but that's the price we pay.

We had our first E.R. visit at 18 months. We didn't even really think it was anything serious, and he wound up being admitted for 3 days

I think 2 years is a safe bet.

Just took Emily to the ER today. What a production it was. She has been fighting an upper respratory cold for few days now. She was having some rough nights but generally better during the days. We decided to take her to urgent care this morning as she just didn't seem herself but it didn't warrant the ER. Well after spending 3 hours there (most of it waiting) they told us to go to the ER where we spent several more hours before little Emily was released.

Her and Mom are back home resting a little better now. It turned out she had a touch of the Croup and minor ear infection. She is now on a smorgasbord of drugs for the next few days to clear things up.

It was so hard watching her get pocked for blood tests then restrained for x-rays. All I wanted to do was trade places with her. It is so hard to watch your kid be sick and know you can't make them better instantly.

Sounds like a good idea. I'll have to look into buy one of those machines.

Humifidiers are great!! We've been using one on our little guy when he shows signs of colds or has one and he breaths (and doesn't cough) much better while sleeping.

No trips to the ER yet (21 months), but tonight he climbed onto a rocking chair by himself...and I continued working in the kitchen. I heard the chair slam onto the wood floors and immediately knew I had screwed up. He did one of those quiet cries where they wind up for about 10 seconds and then let it out fooorrrreeeevvvveeeerrrrrr.... I felt absolutely terrible, but after juice, a bath and a treat, just a bump on the side of his head. I got lucky.

I had several fever seizures when I was pretty young. Essentially a fever seizure occurs during a fever and is accompanied by unconciousness and shaking similar to a seizure. The first time it happened my parents had no idea what was happening to me and they rushed me to the ER. They still talk about how it terrified them. I finally outgrew the fever seizures by elem school.

I'm hoping this genetic goody doesn't get passed another generation. At least I'll have an idea of what's happening but it would still scare me half to death.

I did not see your coffee table for sale on Ebay.com yet?:nana2:

Sorry to hear your little guy got hurt, I am glad he is ok. Our little girl is just starting to climb. Our coffee table is now in the basement. The wind up cries are the worst and the loudest.