Last week…

So, most of you will have caught this on FB. Kelly also did a good re-cap of events, but she asked me to write up a post about it…so here ya go.

On Monday night of last week, the girls put on the tube while Kelly and I finished dinner. After a couple minutes, we heard Piper choking. We ran in and flipped her over and started pounding on her back. She was able to breathe, but nothing came out and we could tell something was stuck in her throat… ER here we come. 

In my head, this was a run to the ER be there a few hours, pop that sucker out and be home situation…Not the way it turned out. They quickly x-ray’d her, but then took an hour or so for the results, during which time she was flipping out. It was getting past bedtime and with “something” lodged in her throat, she was not a happy girl. Finally, they said it was a coin, but we’d need to go to Primary’s (an hour away) to have it removed. 

They gave her some morphine, which sounded extreme, but definitely mellowed this kid out. They refused to give me any for whatever reason. As we are leaving they say “don’t worry, they know you are coming”, which I took to mean we’d be in and out.

Not the way it played out…

We got there around 11pm and got in a room immediately. From there, no one seemed to know what to do. After a couple hours, we were sent to a room and told they would take it out first thing in the morning. 

First thing in the morning (and I mean first), a doc came in and said they would take it out sometime between 8:30 and 5:00… I was a little dazed (kind of a restless night) and didn’t have time to think it through. 

Once I came to my senses, I flipped out. I am not the type to go crazy or curse at a doc or anything, but I told the nurses I needed to speak with the doc and if they were unwilling to get the coin out, I would have to find somewhere that would.

A doc came and said they were shooting for 12:30, but they had to give priority to kids’ in immediate danger. Now this makes perfect sense, another kid maybe dying, mine was not. That said, she’d had this thing in her throat for over 14 hours. I definitely lost it again, getting all emotional. The doc was super nice, but wouldn’t budge or even promise a time.

About 20 minutes later, they came in and said we are headed for the OR. Maybe this was a case of the squeaky wheel getting the grease. I definitely made a reputation as the “crazy dad”, but I believe she was “re-priortized” due to my craziness, so I don’t regret it.

The procedure only took about 30 minutes (not including anesthesia, breathing tube, etc), but she needed a few hours to recover, so it was about 3:30 by the time we got home. Can you imagine if they took her in at 5:00, rather than 10:00? I am pretty sure we would have spent another night there! 

Anyway, Pipes was great throughout the whole thing…only Dad lost it. I am, of course, eternally grateful for the care we got and that my baby girl is safe with us again.

The next day, we got up and headed to my Mom’s in Sedona…Great trip, but that’s a post for another day!


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