Just So You Know…

Certain plastic items do not show up on x-rays.

A friend in ANU has been encouraging me to post my story about my toddler, lego’s & x-rays.

I’m sure you have one too. The toddler who sees a fry on the floor of McDonalds that’s been there for the last 6 months and instantly thinks “OMG, That is the tastiest looking fry ever. I must eat it. Now.” and before you can reach them, its already in their stomachs and they are fully satisfied that they not only got to eat this (obviously) highly nutritious snack…but they managed to do it faster than your supermom wings could stop them.

That toddler. I’m talking about that one.

I have one. She’s adorable as heck. In pictures of her as a newborn, people ask me if I’m holding a doll or a human. She’s got more sass than all three Golden Girls put together and the confidence to back it up! However, she’s my tiny one. She’s newly 3 and close to 28ish lbs. I often confess to people who are unfamiliar with her and stare at me in shock when she takes on the biggest kid in the playground…think of her as the chihuahua in a park of St. Bernards. FULL of personality and she does not care if you are 50 years old or 1 yr old, she’ll give you a piece of her mind! Its quite adorable actually. I love that about her, I love that she is a confident, butt-kicking, sassy little girl. It will serve her well eventually.

But…

It does not serve her (or me) well when we are having an argument about why we don’t put lego in our mouths. She digs in those stubborn heels, throws on her smile that melts hearts and says “but mom, I’m just gonna look at it! I won’t put it in my mouth. Promise.”

Uh huh.

*moments later*

“Mom…can I play outsthide?”
“Whats in your mouth??”
“Nothing”
“Uh huh. Spit it out.”
Ppppbbbthhhh.

Now I’ve got slobbered covered lego in my hands. Goody.

“MOOOOOMMMMM!!!”
“What?”
“Theres a lego in my tummy!”
“What?! What do you mean its in your tummy?”
“I put it in my mouth, and it went down my throat into my tummy and its going into my toes!”
“Seriously?”
“Mom, its in my toes!!”

Ok kiddo, its not in your toes, but I’m happy that’s your biggest concern. My concern is slightly different though. I have no idea what piece she swallowed. Ever tried asking a 3yo to describe a piece of lego? Its kind of like asking a cat to roll over. They’ll do everything BUT roll over. Well, I got all kinds of descriptions, none that even came close to lego. Off to the ER we go for x-rays. After all, I can’t say the thought of a large piece of lego ripping through my intestines sounds fun , let alone her intestines, and its better to be safe than sorry, right?

Right. Or wrong. Plastic, as we so learned, does not show up on x-rays. Its also a lot more common than you’d think apparently. (At least I’m not the only parent hauling their children into the ER, completely embarrassed to admit their mine.)

The Dr said the piece of lego would pass in about a week and I could “dig around” to find it. I stared at her. Then I began to laugh uncontrollably. If she thinks I’m gonna dig through toddler poo for a piece of lego, she’s got another thing comin’! I responded that if I wanted it badly enough, I’d send a letter to Lego themselves explaining the story asking for a replacement piece. I’m sure they’d be fairly understanding in such dirty matters.

Lesson learned, the lego has all been put away until she stops putting things in her mouth, so I’m thinking another 15 years should do it.

 

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