Friday, October 14, 2011

The one that got away

Beniah ate my earring last night.
It was a dangly, mother-of-pearly tear drop.  The end looked enticingly like a fishhook.  He fiddled with it in my ear while I undressed him for a bath.  Suddenly he gagged, I flipped him on his back, and whatever was in his throat slid down instead of out.  Daddy noticed a moment later that my ear was empty.  Ben burbled and cooed and waved his naked legs at me.  I hooked a big one.

He slept innocently.  But I wasn't letting him off the hook yet.  First thing this morning, I whisked him off to get an x-ray.  In the first place, I wanted to know if he had indeed ingested my illustrious jewelry.  You can see the proof if you look closely in his rib cage.  In the second place, I wanted to know if it was planning to rip any holes in him along its journey.  But earrings don't tell you their plans.

Now there is nothing left to do but wait.  And feel a bit like a terrible mother.  Why couldn't he just eat pocket change like other kids?  Or get peas stuck in his nose?  And how often does the fish actually swallow the hook anyway?  (I am not the authority on fishing, so that may be a stupid question.  I've really never thought about it until today.)

I'll keep you posted.


  1. In case you're curious, the x-ray shows his shunt tube too. It is the long, curling thing that brings the extra fluid out of his brain into his abdomen.

  2. Beniah baby!! Praying for that little man, hoping it slides right through his system without any problems. You are not a bad mom in the least, I can't tell you how many times I've had to fish my earrings out of Micaiah's mouth. These crazy kids!

  3. Hearing stories like this help me to not feel so terrible when accidents happen in my house :).