Our first trip to the E.R.

Yesterday was quite possibly the scariest day of my life. We had to take Cooper into the E.R. I took CRP and infant first aid but was hoping I'd never have to actually use it. We've decided we're taking a refresher course to be safe.

Cooper was playing in the middle of the floor, there was NOTHING close to him and he started choking. He started off crying but then started coughing really bad. It sounded like he was choking and couldn't breath. I scooped him up and sat on the couch with him. I flipped him on his stomach on my legs and began back thrusts on him. He calmed down a little so I flipped him over and looked in mouth to see if there was anything in there - nothing. I did a very shallow, quick finger sweep and nothing.

He started coughing again. A high pitched, gagging, screaming cough. I flipped him back over and started again with the back thrusts. This time he started vomiting. When he stopped I cuddled him again but he started gagging again so I started with back pats this time. He started vomiting again but this time I saw little red spots mixed in with it - blood. That's when I really started panicking.

He calmed down again so I snuggled him to my chest. His face was bright red and he had a look of pure terror on his face. I will never forget that look. He was pleading with me to help him. When he was cuddled he wasn't crying, he had a very serene, calm demeanor to him. He gagged, vomited, snuggled off and on for at least 10 minutes, but it felt like hours to me.

Every time he got calm I would call Paul, desperately trying to get a hold of him. He wasn't at his desk and wasn't answering his cell phone. Finally on my 9th call he answered, I relayed what had happened and he rushed home. We now only have one car so I had to wait for him to get home before we could rush to the E.R. I called the Pediatrician and they said to take him straight to the E.R.

As soon as Cooper was done with his coughing, gagging, choking spell he was perfect. He snuggled up in my arms, sucked his binky and just laid there staring at my face. I was terrified to put him down so I held him until Paul got home, we snuggled up on the couch together.

Paul made it home in record time and we headed to the E.R.

When we got to the E.R. they took his temp and weight and then we waited... and waited... and waited. Let's just say we got to the E.R. at 2:30, went back at 3:45 and left for home at 6:15. TONS of waiting.

They did an x-ray to make sure he didn't have anything lodged in his throat or tummy. That is what we were so worried about and why we took him in. They found nothing. phew! The dr. said that he most likely spit up and then inhaled it which caused him to choke. The blood was a result of popped blood vessels in his throat because he was coughing so hard.

Every time he coughs I freak! I rush to him to check on him. I'm sure I will do this for quite some time.

Oh yea, Cooper weighs 17.32lbs now!!!