No more rock hard couches to sleep on, no more monitors,
no more endless nurses and doctors, no more sterile surroundings, and
no more ridiculous hospital bills to pay.
Well during the month of October it wasn't so.
Except it wasn't Evalette, but Lance who decided
he was feeling a bit left out.
Let the story begin.
Rewind to Sunday, October 13th.
It was a quiet Sunday, after dinner, we were hanging out.
Tyrell had to have a snack, he was hungry.
And he loves nuts so he got the nut bucket out.
Lance asked for one, so Tyrell gave him a few.
I sat across from them, feeling lucky to have such good boys.
Then Lance choked or so I thought.
James and I both flew into action.
After we assessed the situation and Lance seriously coughed up a lung for a couple of minutes,
he was fine.
I was pretty sure he had aspirated the nut as the choking signs hadn't been there.
And he was wheezing a bit after the coughing stopped.
We looked it up on the internet.
It should pass on its own in about 5 days or so.
If a fever appears, go to the doctor.
So we decided to keep a close eye on him.
We didn't want to jump to conclusions.
We had been to the doctor's way too much lately.
Monday, he was fine, a bit wheezy but fine.
Tuesday night, he was a bit hot, but Jarom had been sick the weekend before…
maybe that was it.
So we watched him, by morning the fever had broke and he was fine.
Well, Wednesday at 4 pm,
he was lying on the couch, super lethargic, and running a high fever.
Daddy got home and mommy sent them off to the ER,
since no clinics had the X-ray stuff we knew they would need.
Sure enough.
An aspirated nut, causing pneumonia in his right lung.
UGH!!
So the doctor lectured us on the dangers of nuts, popcorn, and small candies for kinds under five,
did a scope, removed the cashew from his lung, and told us we had to stay the night for observation.
Lance was a champ through it all.
Seriously he had all the nurses wrapped around his little finger.
Everyone kept telling me what a ladies man he would be.
One nurse even said, he was simply the cutest kid that they had worked with in a very long time.
Lancee Boy, you are a charmer.
Gotta love his long eyelashes, dimple, and handsome smile.
They gave him tons of stuff because he was so good while they poked him
seriously 10 times to get the needle in.
A mickey, a dog, a car, blankets, and stuff.
He felt pretty special.
My favorite part was right after they gave him sleepy medicine…
he was talking about bananas and laughing his head off.
It was hilarious.
He is our banana boy!Daddy stayed the night with him,
I went home to send Alise home.
She had stayed with the boys while I rushed to the hospital.
Thursday morning, Lance came home.
Happy and chirper with no sign of the previous nights happenings.
Glad he is ok.
Grateful to have him home.
Please November, let us stay home!!!
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