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PB – Maggie’s Second Hospital Visit

It’s another slow day, so I thought I’d write about yet another thing I know I would have written about had I been blogging when it happened ) So – this is “Pre-Blog” or PB. To see why I’ve been writing PB posts, see this post.

This happened in January…and again, even though I KNOW she’s okay, it still makes me a little sick to my stomach thinking about it. I’ve copied a lot from an email I wrote to friends and family about it. (Sorry if you’ve read it before!) And yes…that does read “Second” visit … Here’s where I wrote about the first one.

Poor Grandpa nearly had a heart attack (yes, the entire fam damily was there to celebrate the Twins’ 3rd birthday – some good pictures from THAT celebration. oy)… Before we could celebrate though, there was another Emergency Room trip for Maggie. *sigh* At least this time we didn’t need an ambulance! She was running around again and fell face-first into the coffee table. Bloody nose, bloody gums, big fat lip, tooth knocked out of place. Fun. Glad the fam was here to take care of the other two kids though! (I’m sure that would have been its own blog post…)

After sitting for hours watching a fake fish tank, the doctors in the ER told us to expect the dentist to pull the tooth…Geez. that would mean the poor kid would be toothless for at least 3 years!!

We had tried to call a dentist we sort of knew (someone from the church we had *just* joined) before we left for the hospital, but she didn’t get back to us until the next day. When we finally got to talk with her, she said that they’d want to try to keep the tooth in for as long as possible…and that we wouldn’t need to bring her in to the dentist unless something changed with the tooth – it gets looser or turns black or something. We needed to make a 3-year-old appointment for both of them anyway, so I just made sure to do it within the next few days (I had just switched jobs and was still waiting for my new insurance card to show up…)

We went in, and sure enough – they said “we’ll keep an eye on it.” But they didn’t want to pull it or anything.

Maggie’s tooth is still out of place – hanging down lower than the rest – and she’s even bumped it again (on Burke’s head of all things) but it hasn’t done anything else yet. And she’s eating with no problems. We’ve had 3 dentist appointments since, just to keep an eye on it…and that’s all they want to do! No toothless wonder! *phew*

We got lucky that she still has the tooth, but I’m still waiting for DSS to show up at our door…

PB – Maggie’s First Hospital Visit

It’s another slow day, so I thought I’d write about another thing I know I would have written about had I been blogging when it happened 🙂 So – this is “Pre-Blog” or PB.

This happened last November…and even though I KNOW she’s okay, it still makes me a little sick to my stomach thinking about it. I’ve copied a lot from an email I wrote to my family about it. (Sorry if you’ve read it before!) And yes…that does read “first” visit … perhaps on another slow day I’ll write about the second visit. [Update: I wrote about the second visit!]

One night in November, Maggie was transported to the emergency room in an ambulance. She had a HUGE bruise on her forehead and probably an even bigger headache.

Around 5:00 or 5:30, she was running around in her socks on the hardwood floor…slipped and went down. As far as we can tell, she didn’t hit anything on the way down (although, she could have banged a chair or the pack-n-play). I went over to pick her up and started checking her out…didn’t see anything until I brushed her bangs away. The “lump” was sticking out about 2 inches off of her head! (And I’m not even exaggerating.) It was stretching her skin so much that it was splitting. I called for Mike and by the time he came up from the basement, Maggie threw up on me and passed out. Pretty scary. We called 911 and before Mike was even off the phone, the first responders were here (they ARE just down the street…)

Maggie was strapped to a backboard and went to the hospital with Mike. Logan (since he was only 2 months old and nursing ’round the clock) and I followed in the car. Burke and Aunt Cathy stayed home. Poor Cathy had to deal with a *very* distraught Burke “Gee! Truck!” over and over again until he fell to sleep. (Gee was Burke-speak for Maggie)

At the hospital as soon as they took Maggie off the backboard, she wanted to put her shoes and jacket on and GET OUT of there. (it was actually kind of cute.) But they wanted to keep her for an hour for observation. The swelling had already gone down considerably. About 1/2 hour into it, she threw up again…which meant they had to do a CT Scan. What a trooper. They wanted to wait until she fell to sleep because you can’t move during it. She did fall to sleep within about 5 minutes, but woke up when Mike carried her to the room. They told Mike to talk with her, but he couldn’t think of any stories or anything – so he explained to her how the CT Scan works. LOL Needless to say, the technician was surprised and impressed, and Maggie stayed still. CT Scan came back negative – thank God!

We brought her home and watched Cars for the rest of the night. She had some juice, but threw it up again. She woke up twice in the night, once because her juice was “missing” and she wanted it back to hold, and then again at about 5:00, I think because Burke was coughing. She asked for meds and then went right back to sleep.

The following morning she was singing the ABCs and doing fine. She even ate a muffin. She’d say “HURTS!” and point to her head – usually right around 1/2 hour before the meds were due again.

Here’s pictures of the battered…taken the morning after. She actually posed for some of them 😛