MOSAIC MOMENTS

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Yesterday, I told you about Tim and our “Popcorn incident”. Tim was, without a doubt, a mischievous child and always kept me on my toes!

Not long after this “Popcorn incident” we had another trip, this time just to the doctor, but probably one of our most “memorable” moments….

It was summer and school was out. I had had a very late night the night before and just could not keep my eyes open to save my life! So, while seven-year-old, Tim was watching morning cartoons I dozed on the couch. Every so often I would open my eyes just to be sure he was still watching TV and everything was OK.

Then all of the sudden he woke me up and told me that he had vomited.

I drug myself off the couch and made my way to the medicine cabinet for my trusty Pepto Bismol and administered the dose of thick, pink goo to my obviously ailing son. Then, as I made my way back to the living room, I realized he had not made it to the rest room for this event, so I detoured to the kitchen for cleaning supplies.

Now, keep in mind, had I not been so sleepy I would have asked all the pertinent questions that moms ask during this time. However, I was sleepy and it never occurred to me that Tim would have vomited for any other reason than feeling sick to his stomach.

Over the years I have learned to ask at least 20 questions to each of my sons when anything happens and I have learned to sometimes ask the same question in a different way, just in case they are withholding valuable information. In their minds, if they fail to give valuable information, they are not lying, they are just not stating the facts!

So… I cleaned the carpet, got some more Coca Cola (now I had to stay awake in case he got sicker!) and watched cartoons with Tim.

About an hour later, Arron woke up and immediately looked on the coffee table where his Labyrinth game sat, which he was playing the night before.

For those who don’t know what that is here is a picture:

The idea of the game is to turn the knobs and make the metal marble go through the maze without falling into the holes. Arron loved this game! It came with 2 marbles, but he had already lost one, so he was down to using the one marble and the night before he had almost made it through the maze.

So, he was ready to play again and all of the sudden he says…

“Where’s my marble to my game?”

Tim immediately had “The Cat who ate The Canary” look on his face.

I saw the look…. Arron saw the look…. Arron was mad!

He asked Tim what he did with the marble and at first Tim tried to deny any wrong doing. However, Arron is a persistent person and was not going to let up.

“Give me the marble!” He insisted with his hand thrust out for delivery.

Finally, in a small voice, Tim said “I can’t”

Now, this concerned me…. We have a rule in our house that does not allow anyone to say “I can’t” We can say “I’ll try”. We can say “I don’t want to”. We can say anything but we CAN’T say “I can’t”.

I was beginning to piece the events of the morning together….

I asked Tim why he could not give Arron the marble and he said because he swallowed it!

Panic set in…. I asked him if he was choking and that was why he vomited earlier.

His reply was…. “Not really…”

(see what I mean about the 20 questions?)

So here we went… I wont go through all the questions because I am sure it was far more than 20, but eventually what I got out of him was this:

He was playing with the marble while he was watching TV.

He put it in his mouth.

He swallowed the marble.

He tried to retrieve it with his fingers after it went down his throat.

This caused him to vomit.

He didn’t want to tell me because he knew Arron would be mad!

So, I have one child who is hopping mad and one child who is in potential danger. (not to mention the Pepto Bismol that was not needed!)

I called the doctor and they agreed that I should come in just to be sure that all is OK. My main worry was that this is not really a marble but a large ball bering and what if it obstructed something!

So, we pack up and make our way to the doctor’s office. When the doctor entered he was reading the chart and just shaking his head and laughing.

He wasn’t sure what he could do about the situation though. As he read the chart he saw the word “marble” and didn’t realize that this was a metal object.

So, when I explained that it was indeed metal, the doctor turned into a 12 yr old boy instantly! The prospect of an x-ray of a metal ball bering inside my son was “going to be cool” according to this once professional, 35 yr old adult!

And, indeed the x-ray was cool! The marble made its way to the stomach and you could see its perfectly round shape floating there on the film.

Arron, still steaming about his loss, wanted to know what he was supposed to do now about his game.

“You’ll get your marble back in a few days” was the doctor’s reply.

Arron did not find it as amusing as the rest of us!

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