After Evelyn's baptism, we were eating Pepper steak for dinner and Sam got a piece of steak stuck in his throat. Jer has it happen, not as often anymore, but still does.... and Sam has had it happen a couple of times. It's always been something that he's been able to get out within 10 minutes.... This time it wasn't moving. He could breathe, but he couldn't even swallow his own spit. We called the insta care and they said that they could take care of it there.... so I took him down. They said that there was an 1 and a half wait time. Ok. They called us back a couple minutes later and told us that they didn't have any scopes, so they couldn't help and sent us over to the ER. That right there doubles the cost, but in the 14 years we've been married we've only been to the ER two other times.... and one was for food stuck in the throat, so I took him over to the ER. Sam was doing great. They took us right back and gave us a room (I think they're trying to do that more, especially since there was a mumps outbreak in Utah county.... they want sick people in public less). The hardest part was getting Sam to understand the reason for the IV. Other than that, he behaved very patiently. They gave him some medicine through the iv to relax his throat and see if it would go down. Nothing. By then it was 1am.... they wanted him to stay overnight and use a scope to go in and get it in the morning. We were transferred upstairs to the pediatric unit. By the time we were all checked in and settled, Sam couldn't sleep so we snuggled on his bed and watched movies. About 3:30 he finally said that he was tired and wanted to sleep. We went to bed and I got up to check on him about 6am. He had thrown up in his sleep and gotten it unstuck. Yay... the downside? After I told the nurses that he was good, we still had to stay until the doctor saw him... so we finally got home about noon on Sunday. He showered and was his chipper and happy self. I crashed for about 2 hours while my family went up to the end of Thea's baby blessing. On the one hand, we could have watched him at home and waited for him to throw it up... on the other, it was nice to have an oxygen monitor on him so that I was able to get at least 2 1/2 hours of sleep.
Isn't she beautiful. Good job Sharon and Brad!
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Glad everything turned out well. I can't believe that I am saying this, but I think puking is better than a scope any day. Sorry about your upcoming hospital bill.
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