Scary December 26th

when they thought the penny had past to the stomach..but she had just "adjusted to the situation."

nothing makes her feel better then a visit from Mimi :)

snuggling and watching Prancer :)

she has enjoyed using her unused vomit bag as a glove! :)

so sweet!! From Ms. Kelli!! :)

I know everyone knows but I wanted to give a detailed description of the day after Christmas. Greg and I arrived home around noon after spending Christmas in Azle with Nana and Papa. Rory took a great nap and we were all just piddling around in the kitchen (snacking on left over goodies) and Rory was playing on the kitchen floor with Mama's purse. She loves the keys, credit cards, and receipts. Come to find out she also loves the change! I happened to look up and saw she was choking...no noise nothing. The real deal. I immediately began doing the hymlic (I just took my CPR class for Kelli a few weeks ago)...she began somewhat coughing and crying. We were scared, but for the time we were relieved. She was breathing and still clutching a handful of change. However, within the next few minutes she began making a gurgling sound in her throat and began vomiting. We called my dad which I always do when I think something is wrong with Rory. (when she hits her head, fell out of her highchair, or was bitten by Toby) His usual response is, "She will be fine, Lacey. Call me in a bit and let me know how she is doing." However, this time when I told him her symptoms...his response, "Something is lodged in her throat, you need to take her to the ER." My first thought..."What Dad? You always say she will be fine. And she always is." We quickly tried to change her outfit..which was pointless because she kept vomiting.. We put her in the car seat where she projectile vomited the whole way to the ER Alliance. Besides the spit up she has never really thrown up...I began panicking in the car. "Run the red lights! Run them!" I was screaming to Greg in the front seat. Where he calmly looked back, "Calm Down you have to stay calm." However, he finally caved and began honking and running red lights. I believe we ran 4 red lights..which freaks me out a little now, but in the moment I didn't care. Poor Angel was scared/crying the whole time. They took X-rays at ER Alliance... and they kept asking me "Do you know for sure it wasn't a battery?" I knew it wasn't a battery but I began 2nd guessing myself. It was very scary! They missed the picture the first time, and the 2nd time. But the 3rd time they got the picture. A big circle lodged in her throat. Thankfully it was lodged in her esophagus and not her windpipe. That, from what the nurses said, would of been a whole different story. They immediately called Cook's Children FW to come get her in an ambulance. She could not have anything to eat or drink so the whole 20 minutes we were waiting for the ambulance she kept screaming "Juice, Juice!" and reaching for her diaper bag. It was heartbreaking! (she was vomiting this whole time as well) The ambulance arrived and they strapped her to a gurney while she was crying and reaching for Greg and I. AWFUL!! They only let one of us ride. So Greg followed the ambulance in the car while I rode in the front seat. (they made me ride in the front :() I prayed a long and hard prayer..please God let her calm down and be relaxed. My prayers were answered. The EMT's entertained her with bubbles, and she watched The Fox and the Hound. She was quiet the whole ride to Cook's! I am forever grateful to the wonderful EMT's! When we arrived at Cook's they checked her in. She had completely calmed down and when the doctor came in she said, "She looks very relaxed...maybe it has passed to her stomach. Let's take another x-ray." We took another X-ray where she was crying and screaming "MAMA!" another torturous 5 minutes. We went back in the room and watched Polar Express for 20 minutes when the doctor showed us the pic. "It's still there. She has just adjusted to the situation. We are going to book an OR." After we asked a billion questions, she eased our minds, however, Daddy was not happy about putting her under. (he has seen/heard stories) They came in and gave her the IV and she did so good. Not even a peep. We were so proud! They took us up to the OR waiting room and we talked with the doctor and the anesthesiologist. They put some drugs in her IV and put her on the gurney and we gave her lots of hugs and kisses before she was taken away. The nurse took us to the OR waiting room, where Mama finally lost it. I guess my motherly instincts new I couldn't show Rory that I was upset. But as soon as she was gone, the emotions were overwhelming. After 15 minutes the doctor brought out a penny in a little jar. "She did great!" After lots of hugs, the emotions got to the both of us. After another 15 minutes they took us back to see her. She was drowsy and very glad to see her Mama and Daddy. She downed a whole sippy cup of juice, however when they took the IV/Tape off she became hysterical and again vomited all over Mommy. I was so happy that she drank something that meant we could go home. After cleaning her up and a quick chat with the anesthesiologist. We took our precious baby home! I am sure we were a smelly sight to see...all three of us smelling like vomit. But it was a wonderful feeling putting our sweet Rory Grace in her car seat.

We are so thankful for ALL the wonderful staff at ER Alliance and Cook's! They kept us and Rory calm. I can't tell you how AMAZING they were.

Thank you to all our family who kept praying, asking for updates, and Nana and Papa for driving up to the hospital to check on us/Rory. My mom came up the next day and spent the night just to make sure Rory was okay. She had so see it with her own eyes. :) Thank you Mimi!

She is her wild self during the day, but at night she makes these awful noises with her throat..like she is struggling to breathe. It is not a pleasant sound...but we have been reassured it is normal. After all she did have a coin lodged in her throat and a huge tube stuck down it to pull it out.

Praise God for watching over our little angel! Something tells me this is one of many scary situations our Rory will put us in...she is a curious/spunky little one. :)