Um...?

     If anyone would like to donate to the "Emergency Room Fund for Carter" feel free to send money anytime. Since most of these trips have a bit of humor or a whole lot of humor, I am sure donations should be flying in since Carter is so entertaining. I have just barely paid all my medical bills off, when Carter decides he wants to go visit his friends at the E.R. again. It all began last night, we go to Pa and Gramma Wendy's house for dinner every Sunday evening and visit with family. It was about 9:30 and Jason and I herded our boys out the door to go home. Jason took Keaton and Dryden to one side and I and Carter went to the other side to load up in the car. I saw that Carter was just messing around like usual and thought nothing of it. Until he tells me, "Mom I just swallowed a penny." His eyes wide opened told the truth all over his face.
     "What?!" I yelled, "Get in the car." In the car on the way home we are trying to get him to tell us the truth about the whole thing. After much threatening he finally tells us that he was throwing the penny in the air and caught it in his mouth and swallowed it. For some strange reason, it doesn't surprise me. So Jason is furious, with Carter. Keaton had swallowed a penny just a few weeks earlier because he had watched a dissapearing penny trick the Carter showed him and he was trying to do it to. In the words of Jason last night, "This is just redamndiculous!"
     Carter then tells me, "Mom, it is stuck right here." He points to his upper chest and says, "everytime I laugh I can feel it move up and down." Jason told me that I would have to take him to the emergency room and he would stay home with the other two boys. It was my turn because he took Carter last time. So I have to feed the baby and change him into his pajamas in the meantime I hear Carter gagging and coughing to I go running down the hall with a baby hung on a lung to find Carter trying to make himself puke so he wouldn't have to go to the E.R. I quickly told him to quit it and to go find his coat while I put the baby to bed. I come out five minutes later, "Mom, I said a prayer to Jesus to help make the penny come up and so I wouldn't die."
     I am thinking, "This little boy has the faith of a mustard seed and could believe anything to happen, but we still need to go to the hospital." We load up in the car and out we go at 10 o'clock at night. The whole way their was full of questions and non stop talking. We walk up to the front desk and I say, "My son swallowed a penny and he says it is stuck." The guy nurse looks at me with a smile on his face like this was pretty silly but what else do ya do? So we get taken back to the E.R. and down the hallway he starts to sing I Am A Child Of God. I felt bad for him because he was probably scared and so I just talked to him about silly things on the way to his little bed. He hopped up on the bed immediately put his hands behind his bed and sprawled out all chill, because remember he has done this a few times before, and relaxed. Which had the nurses and docs across the way at their station laughing.
     Our nurse and doctor came and examined him. The guy nurse said, "Hey aren't you that kid that got bucked off the horse?" I wasn't surprised that he remembered us either. They brought him chocolate milk and apple juice and he watched Astro Boy. He gets an xray and we wait for a little bit. Soon the doctor comes back and tells him to come over to the nurses station and sit down with him. Carter hops up on the chair and the doctor shows him where his heart is and his back bone is and asked him if he saw where the penny went. Well Carter pointed it out pretty easily and they visited for a while. It had moved down to his stomach which was the good news. We didn't have to go in and fish it out. Bad news we would be waiting for him to make change out of a penny or get another xray in a week.
     In the meantime I am looking at his xray and notice that his clavicle bone looked funny. "Hey doc did he break is clavicle bone at one time?" I pointed out.
     The doctor looked at the pic and said, "Yeah it kinda looks like he did. Don't you remember if he did or not?" Most people would be offended by this kind of statement but I wasn't.
     "It could have been any number of times, but I am thinking it was probably when he was bucked off the horse and we missed it."
     We gather up our stuff and are discharged on the way out, "Mom I am sure glad it wasn't in my heart or my brain." The things little kids think sometimes.
     "Me too Carter."
     Driving home he was still watching his movie and I was trying to keep from falling asleep hoping for a small second wind. We get home Carter wants to eat half the kitchen before going to bed and I finally convince Carter with Jason's help to go to bed. I tucked him in and gave him a kiss and he said,"Mom sorry it is going to cost you alot of money." Which that statement pinged my heart strings that he was worried about that.
     "Oh Carter don't worry about the money. But PLEASE don't do silly things like that anymore. Okay?"
     "Okay, Mom."
We shall see...We might start getting Christmas cards from the E.R.