There's Just No Good Title for This One...

It's been quite awhile since I last blogged. Aside for the fact that work has been insanely busy, home has been crazy as well. The most recent insane incident in the Carter household (for the three people in the world that have not yet heard this story) is that last Shabbos Dani swallowed my engagement ring and my wedding band. While this story has been the "butt" of many jokes around town, the actual swallowing was incredibly scary. He got ahold of my rings Shabbos morning and put them in his mouth as a joke. He's not a baby that puts things in his mouth, but an almost 2-year old that knows he's not allowed to do that and was doing it for the "haha, I have your rings in my mouth" effect. I got annoyed, and put him in his crib and told him that he could come out when he gave me my rings back. This proved to be a bad decision, when he got upset, started crying, and then choked on the rings. (In general I am a calm, level-headed person. In this particular emergency situation I did not react well screaming for Joel and crying almost hysterically.) After choking for 30 or so seconds, the rings were gone and he was fine.

We are fortunate to now live in an area that has a lot of doctors and we are about 2 minutes from shul. We ran to shul and were advised by several doctors that while he would most likely be fine, there was a chance that if the rings didn't pass down to the stomach and were caught somewhere above the stomach that it was a very dangerous situation and they would need to be removed surgically. We then drove to the hospital where Dani had a great time. They took x-rays where we saw the rings and were happy to find out that they were safely in the stomach, and would pass naturally in a couple of days.

The "real fun" part came once we got home and had to be very vigilant about searching for the rings with every diaper change. Lo and Behold, this morning, not 2, but 3 rings came out. I wear a third ring that I didn't realize he had swallowed. I thought it had just gotten lost under the bed and hadn't bothered to look for it. It didn't show up in the x-ray. All's well that ends well. I have my rings back, though I'm not wearing them yet. If anyone has any really good jewelry cleaning ideas, I would appreciate them. Hope everyone in blogland is having a calm chag kasher v'samayach.