A little trip to the ER

an unpaid one that is….

Yesterday was quite the eventful day for us.  Sunday night Tyler twisted his ankle.  Yesterday he was still having a hard time walking on it and it was swollen so I decided to have it x-rayed.  A few years ago when he broke his ankle I made him walk on it for 2 weeks before having it x-rayed.  That was a proud mother moment I didn’t want to repeat.  So I called our Dr’s office and had them fax over an order for an xray.  Then we walked over to the ER and had Dr. Wilson look at it for me so I’d know what was going on.  He’s fine..no breaks just a strain.  So we went home and put on an ace wrap.

I hadn’t gotten much sleep yesterday (I’d worked the night before) so Tracen and I laid down about 7:30 and snuggled up to watch a movie.  Josh got home after that and Tracen got up and ran off to see his dad.  After that he apparently climbed up onto the counter and got a bottle of Lortab elixer we had left over from Jesse’s tonsillectomy a year ago.  And unknown to us, he can expertly open childproof caps. oh joy.  He got a little on the floor but  the bottle was almost empty and he had some on his lips.  I had no idea how much had been in the bottle before. 

Side note: Tracen LOVES medicine.  He’s been jealous of Lincoln all week because I’ve been giving him tylenol and ibuprofen for teething.  He keeps telling me that his tummy hurts or his leg hurts in an attempt to get me to give him medicine.  He’s my child that would have guzzled the bottle…even if lortab does taste like crap.

SO I took him in to the hospital.  I was so tired! At this point I’d had like 3 hours of sleep in 30 hours and like 9 hours in like 60 hours…awesome.  I went in and talked to Dr. Bleazard and we determined he’d need his blood drawn at 1 a.m. it was 10:30.  So we went to Walmart and went shopping.  We went up and down every toy aisle and pushed all the buttons on every toy.  That lasted a whole hour.  We went back to the hospital later and checked in at about 12:30.

At this point the logical part of me is seeing that there’s no way that this kid would still be awake if he’ taken enough lortab to get a toxic tylenol level.  But the mom side of me didn’t want to find out I was wrong when he died/killed his liver in the next day or two.  So I checked him in anyway and I’m now $100 poorer.

We got his blood drawn at about 1:30.  He was not happy about that.  I had to hold him down and hold his arm while Curtis drew the blood.  He was cute afterward though.  He said “That guy poked me for my blood!”  I told him “I know buddy, he didn’t want to hurt you but we had to check your blood to make sure you’re ok”  After that he kept telling me “it’s ok mom”

We originally started out to start an IV, draw the test we needed and also draw some more blood for the extra tests we’d need if he did have a toxic tylenol level.  So we’d run off a bunch of labels for the extra blood tubes.  The IV didn’t work out (they’re hard on wiggly kids!) and we only got the one tube of blood that we needed.  So Curtis gave the extra stickers to Tracen.   He had fun plastering them all over himself, ripping them off and putting them back on.

About 2:30 the lab result came back.  He pretty much didn’t get any.  What was on his lips was probably most of it.  It probably tasted bad and he decided not to drink anymore.  It was a long night and I’m so tired but at least he’s ok!  If he’d drank a bunch of it we’d have gotten to stay in the hospital for 3 days.

I work with some awesome people.  Reggie and Curtis took good care of us and Bleazard was awesome too.  Even though he likes to tease he made me feel like I’d decided to do the right thing getting him checked even though there was nothing there.

Still going strong at 1:30 a.m…