Isaiah (7) walked past me and I grabbed him not missing a breath of chatting to MIL as I looked inside the kids ear. Not missing a beat in tone of voice my conversation took a new direction. He has a bean bag bean in his ear.
Understand this.. My MIL birthed & is raising 9 children. She has 4 left at home. These sorts of random occurrences are not so random. Tweezers she reckons.
I used a bobby pin to PUSH the bean in deeper leaving no other option but to head to emergency to use their equipment. I had to try get it out myself before spending copious amounts of time in hospital right!!
MIL watched my 3 while I spent the next 2 1/2hours of our lives in a medical facility.
Trapped. Waiting. Hungry. Bored. Having contractions a mere two days before due date.
Being fifth in line as we rock up we sit down and begin the waiting process. I am fortunate that this kid can sit still for long periods of time doing nothing. Some adults can't even do that. But my kid is worth it and he has a bean bag bean stuck in his ear.
People come in and get put straight through, others come in with their poor story of how the world has messed with their good self. I can't help but be thankful for a family full of good health, fit and reasonably happy despite our current predicament.
Finally it's our turn and I get to listen to the medical history of a mentally ill sick patient who should really just keep off the alcohol, eat some decent food and quit smoking... And the illegal gear they are no doubt on.. That would go a long way in the overall health and well-being of said individual who appears to be 20years older than actual age. My judgement, my opinions.
I listen to talk on not wearing a helmet while riding a bicycle, a holiday to Vietnam and other countries and all about ones working history with a good colleague.
I am two days off being on my estimated due date, been waiting two hours with a myriad of drug infested sick people and they are chatting... About crap...
First they discuss with one another what the plan is to get the bean out, then get some spray because at his age he will be traumatised, and finally several different people collect enough gear to both waste my time and clean out 5 patients ears with a bean bag bean stuck in it.
Really I can't help but laugh. The bean bag bean 'just got into his ear' must've fallen in while he was asleep. Actually I truly think it might've done that. I know when my kid is lying and he doesn't seem to be lying at all. I think he was lying on the floor on top of some beans, I think the bean suctioned itself near his ear hole, and I think he might've felt something there and given it a rub and poked it in ACCIDENTLY. I think it's been in for a couple of weeks and I think it was the Holy Spirit who prompted me to look inside of his ear AT THAT TIME!
Anyway..
They spray this stuff into his ear, it's meant to numb it so he can't feel anything. They talk more and set up an ear camera thing which shows inside the ear. Yep. Cool. They've gone all out.
Next they use a tube to suction it out and my brave strong warrior actually cries out in pain!! He was traumatised alright! Here's a kid who can take a lot! Here's a kid who gets asthma, bronchitis & pneumonia, gets blood taken with a big fat needle and doesn't flinch..
It doesn't work. My kid is crying out in pain and there's no bean making an emergency exit.
Plan B.
Off they trek to find more equipment. Meanwhile my sons heart rate rises dramatically, I know because I can feel the pounding in his chest, his boyish freckles are moulded into the paleness of his face, his breathing is quick and shallow and he's beginning to shake. I've been a mother for long enough to know his vital signs are now not normal, and I get worried. He looks at me for help and I pray for him and talk to him about breathing, I tell him how I will breathe to help when the baby is being born and I think he understands. He breathes deeper, exhaling dramatically and continues to do so. I'm so proud and he seems to becoming around.
They pull out more gear. Including a towel and kidney shaped bowl. With a silver syringe thing they squirt water into his ear and its over. One floating was covered bean bag bean sitting in kidney shaped bowl. All relieved its over.
She checks into his ear and sees what looks like blisters. Blisters that are bleeding and could be from the trauma of his experience or something more sinister due to the bean.
We need to return to check the ear canal early Friday morning, or Saturday morning. Hopefully it'll be fully healed by then. I'm not sure ill even be able to take him in. Will I be with child or carrying a giant lump inside?
As we got home he emerges with a quilt and starts dragging it around, he's still pale and I can tell not quite well. I request him to rest on the couch in the lounge where we can keep a close eye on him. He's not hungry and chooses not to eat.
I love my kid enough to endure 2 1/2hours in emergency for a bean bag bean... But please let's not do this again.
5 things I am thankful for:
1. Getting the bean out easily
2. Medical staff who's sole job is to take care of medical stuff
3. Good health for the entire family
4. MIL watching my kids
5. Finding the bean in the first place!
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