2 ER Visits in 1 Week

Ellie watches Dora in our room at night. I walked in and found her on her couch sitting like this. I thought it was so cute!!

I asked her to smile pretty, and then she started modeling for me!!

Mommy and Ellie

Ellie's "pocket"

The story behind these pics:

Christian bought me a mother's ring for Christmas. The ring box was sitting on the counter and Ellie asked for it. She started putting money in the slot where the ring goes. Then she put it in her panties as a pocket.

We have definitely had an eventful new year. Let me start off by saying Ellie has never been constipated. Even as a baby we were very lucky that we never had to worry about that. New Years Day around 12 Ellie start complaining about her belly hurting. Any time she has said this in the past, it was time for her to go the bathroom. We would ask her if she wanted to go, but she would say no. Every once in a while she would mention it and then move on.

About 4 o'clock she really seemed to complain about her belly hurting. Then she started crying uncontrollable. Christian thought she was doing it for attention. I wasn't quite sure at this point. We had some friends over and she hadn't had a nap, so I thought I would put her down for a nap and see if she was better when she woke up. She went down at 4:30 on our bed. At 5:15, I heard her crying. I walked into our bedroom, and she was still asleep, but she was rolling around the bed crying and holding her stomach. I knew at this point, she wasn't doing it for attention.

I called the doc on call. He called me back and I told him what she was doing. He said that we need to evaluate her and to take her to the ER. He said its not common for someone this age to need their appendix removed, but it was a possibility. I started getting her ready to take her to the ER and he called back and said that if she needed surgery to have the ER call a particular surgeons group. Okay, I know he was just trying to make sure she had the best doctors, but I lost it! Surgeons! What?!?!?

Christian stayed here with our friends. I called my mom. At this point, Ellie wasn't crying. I would ask her if her belly hurt and she would say yes, and then the next time I would ask her she would say no. I was confused. I didn't know if it was constipation or not. I met my mom at Sugarloaf Parkway and off we went to the ER.

We were in and out in an hour and half. They tested her for a UTI and did x-rays. She was completely fine just constipated!! Oh well, I am glad to know that it wasn't something more serious!!!

Second ER Visit:

Gene is a guy that works at our office and does our errands....sshh don't tell him I said that. He hates it when we say he does our errands. One of our work vans was at the shop and ready to be picked up on Wednesday. Gene and I got in the company Explorer headed to get the van.

I was driving. I came to a red light and slowed down like normal. All of a sudden, Gene and I hear someone slam on their brakes. I looked in the rear view mirror and realize we were about to get hit. Luckily, we were in the left lane and between the left lane and the left turn lane there was a space of white lines (not sure what they call this...median). I think I just let my foot off the brake and turned the wheel to go in this lane. The guy hit us and somehow, out of the grace of God, I missed the Expedition in front of us. It scared me, obviously! Keri and I think there was probably about 50 feet of skid marks. The guy said he turned around to check on his baby.

My back started hurting immediately! Not awful pain, but just hurting. Gene's neck was hurting, but he didn't want it looked at. The guy that hit us was taken by ambulance to the hospital. Keri and Gene both suggested that I have my back looked at. I didn't want the action of going to the ER in an ambulance, so Keri came and got Gene and I. She took me to the ER to have by back looked out.....which was a waste of time. I did get some pain meds that came in useful that night though.

Gene and I were definitely lucky that nothing more serious happened. I was told by several people that the next two days I would probably be really sore and hurting. I was sore on Thursday at work, but I took 800 mg of Advil and that helped until I could get home and take my "real" meds! Each morning when I would wake up, I would slowly move to see what state my body was in, but luckily I was good!! Very thankful!!!

I hope that the rest of the month and year for that matter are less eventful.....at least when it comes to ER visits.