Buried Treasure

Firstly, I wanted to apologize for the lack of posts recently. The World of Hurt has been experiencing a recent bought of technological melt downs. Plural. I called in my cracker jack team (Uncle Erick) and everything seems to be up and running again. Thank you Uncle Erick!

Back to the business at hand. Much has transpired in your absence. Holy days, new words and visits to the ER. I hope to get you all up to speed this week, but fist we will start with Elijah's first trip to the ER.....

It started with a motherly pang of conscious after bath time. I was attempting to dry the boy off while he fought off invisible attacking space invaders, and I noticed that his ears looked quite yellow. "How long has it been since I cleaned your ears?" I asked. Shrugged shoulders and laser gun sounds followed so I grabbed a Q-tip, arming myself for the task at hand. That's when I noticed that the yellow hue was not due to a medieval supply of wax but a small shiny object. Apparently, my young squire tested the volume capacity of his ear canal with one of his sisters' beads; a very laddish thing to do and keeping with the proclivities of previous generations of hurtlings. He was in no pain and couldn't really tell us how long the bead had been in his ear, so we let the adrenaline subside, grabbed his bathrobe and galoshes and headed for help. First stop was our neighborhood EMT who gave it his best shot with his kitchen seconding as a doctor's office ala Little House On The Prairie. The bead further committed to it's new home, so off to the ER we skipped. 2 hours and 4 medical professionals later, we presented our precious cargo to a houseful of community group attenders and our waiting family. I have to say, Boy'o was very brave and good natured about the whole thing. We had quite a jolly time. And except for the 15 minutes of high pressure irrigation, it felt like a medical themed field trip with my very curious boy. He has promised to never stick anything in his ears. Ever Again. And I have promised to clean out his ears on a more regular basis. Or at least a surprise ear check every once in a while.