For the 3rd time in 19 months, we rushed Noah to the emergency room today. Chris was pulling Noah up onto our bed when Noah dropped his body to the ground (his new favorite thing to do when you are holding his hand). Next thing we know he is wailing and holding his arm. After about 5 minutes of him crying w/o stopping Chris announces that we have to go to the hospital. Needless to say, I was not happy. First of all, I have repeatedly told Chris to not tug on Noah when he drops his body like that and to be careful when lifting him by his arms. Noah is a tank, but sometimes I think Chris forgets that he is still a little guy. Second, I was in the process of getting ready to go get my hair cut and colored, which is DESPERATELY needs (I was able to reschedule for Wednesday, so lessthanthree
I will be sneaking out early that day). Third, I had to drive with Chris holding Noah on his lap in the backseat (seatbelt across both of them) because there was no way we were going to be able to get Noah in the carseat.
Cute sidenote, since we were worried that Chris broke Noah's arm, Chris made a splint of out a Wiggles DVD case and medical tape. It was the hit of the hospital.
So, in the end, it turned out to be a radial head subluxation...also known as "nursemaids elbow." It occurs when the radius (one of the elbow bones) slips out of the joint. A nurse came over to us bent his arms up and *pop* it went back in the joint. Noah wailed for a minute and then was totally fine, as if nothing ever happened.
Next big moment of the day...not a huge thing, but we were impressed. We keep a 3-section glass dish on a corner table between our two couches. Normally we keep candy in it. I try to only have candy in it when we are having guests, but since we were in Hershey Park last weekend and went hog wild on the Kisses, we have candy in there now. So Chris and I are in the kitchen, Noah is in the living room, when Noah come in the kitchen and I notice chocolate on his mouth. I tell Chris to take a look and suddenly it occurs to me that there may be foil in there too. Chris goes to check in the mouth and I go to check in the living room and there on the floor is the Kiss wrapper. He climbed on the couch, got the Kiss, unwrapped it, and popped it in his mouth. Needless to say, the dish is no longer in the living room and now we REALLY will only have candy out when there are guests.
The final big moment of the day I missed because I ran out to pick up the pizza we ordered for dinner. It seems that while I was out Chris heard Noah banging on his door, which isn't totally unusual given that his crib is near his door and Noah often uses his bankie, sippy cup, or stuffed animal to hit the knob and shake the door. Chris, planning to move the crib back a little and tuck Noah back in, goes upstairs and opens the door only to find Noah STANDING there. Yes, the little bugger got out of the crib. I knew the day was coming soon. Anyway, he rubs his eyes, grabs his diaper and walks to his changing table. His diaper was wet and he wasn't having it.
Seriously, the kid is growing up way faster than I was expecting him to (or want him to) .