First Trip to the ER

We'll Aaron and I had our first parenting scare this past week. We unexpectedly went to S.F. to say goodbye to Dorothy, Aaron's grandmother and Nico's great grandmother. The day of her funeral,as family gathered at the house, Nico got into some mischief. We found him with a pill container in his mouth. We found all but one missing pill and per our doctors were forced to take him to the ER. We were admitted to the hospital and Nico had to have an open IV put into his arm in case they needed to admisinster drugs in a hurry. He had to have his blood tested every 2 hours, all night.


I spent the night in my dress. Nico had his arm in a splint so he wouldn't bend it.

It was the longest night ever, and seeing him in pain and discomfort tore my heart out. In retrospect, he was suprisingly tough, and at times was playing and laughing in the hospital. Lessons learned: Never take your eyes off of the kiddo, and always have Poison Control's number handy. Nico is doing fine now and the mystery remains: did he or didn't he take the pill? Only Mr.Nico knows the answer and he ain't talking.

This is Blanca, the creepy puppet the gave us at Seton Medical. Nico and his dad on the unconfortable cot, ponder the freedom outside of the hospital confines.