A few weeks ago while the kids were playing I heard Marquis scream like he was hurt. I went over to him and he was coughing a lot and pushing on his stomach. I asked him what was wrong and all he kept saying is "I'm trying to get it out Mommy." I thought, hmm is he getting sick? Then upon further questioning I found that he had swallowed a coin. Yes, my four year old swallowed a coin. So, after calming him down and telling him that he would be alright, I gathered up the different types of coins and asked him which one he had swallowed. He pointed to the dime. Well, I guess if you're going to swallow a coin the dime is the smallest.... Now, Marquis has a history of swallowing odd items. The two worst would be a nickel and oh yes, that monopoly piece...the wheelbarrow. He was around 18 months old and that was the worst week in my life. Luckily, his body was able to rid itself of it but the poor little guy was in misery.
Well, a few days after he swallowed the coin we traveled to my sister Susan's house. He hadn't yet had a bowel movement since swallowing the coin. While we were at a Walmart Marquis started to act odd. He was kinda pale and said his stomach hurt. My first thought was he had some kind of stomach bug. We put him in the back of a cart and he just kept complaining. He wouldn't sit up straight because he said that hurt. Ok, now I'm thinking back to the coin. Great, we're out of town and I have no idea how our insurance works out of state. So, we quickly leave Walmart and I start making phone calls to his pediatrician. They told me to take him to the ER. So, first we went back to our hotel we had to find out about our insurance and locate the nearest hospital. While we were there he said he had to go to the bathroom. So, I took him and YES he pooped...now can you guess what I had to do? Yes, I became the search party for a small coin....wow, never thought I would be doing that....it's one thing when they are in diapers....anyway, no coin.... Great, now what? Marquis immediately was feeling better and after confirmation from the nurseline we wouldn't have to take him the hospital. The rest of the week I had to keep "searching". I must say I was MORE than estactic when the coin finally came out. Yes, indeed another nickel...not the dime he thought he had swallowed. Oh the joys of motherhood!
