FFS! I'm just thankful for the Things I Know!

April 17, 2014

FFS! I'm just thankful for the Things I Know!

Post by Kylie Purtell - A Study in Contradictions.
(Actual post from FB. You can click the See More to read the rest of the story)

So that ^^ happened on Tuesday night. Zee choked. And choked badly. Scared the shit out of me and took about 10 years off my life. Like I can really afford to lose those 10 years with all the crap I got up to in my 20s!

I'm thankful that my sisters-in-law live 5 minutes away and one of them was able to race over to watch Punky while I took Zee to the hospital.

I'm thankful that the hospital is less than a 3 minute drive away and that as soon as Zee started choking again in the waiting area they whisked us straight in.

I'm thankful that she threw up in that waiting room and the nurse saw the sticker had come up in her mouth and as soon as it was out Zee instantly calmed down and became her usual self, smiling at the nurse with not a care in the world, completely oblivious to the panic she caused me.

And the spew we were both covered in.

But mostly I'm just thankful that she is ok, that it was not as bad as what it could have been, and that there is no lasting damage from being whacked over the back and having my fingers shoved down her throat.

But FFS baby girl, please don't do that again!

FFS, don't shove so much bloody food in your mouth all at once either. Don't you know I'm now paranoid!

FFS Punky, would you pick your bloody toys off the bloody floor!

FFS Me, you need to become more motivated to clean all the bloody toys off the floor, especially stickers!

Yeah, probably won't be sharing my vegemite toast for a while now! No FFS!

While Zee was choking and I was trying to clear her throat, I was oblivious to what Punky was doing. It was a good 15 mins before I became aware that she had climbed up to my desk and had proceeded to pull apart my big cube of little Post-It notes. The ones I'd managed to keep out of her clutches for months. FFS that girl knows how to take advantage of a situation.

Now I have to find all the little buggers that have been thrown around from one end of the house to other, lest Zee find them and put them in her bloody mouth! FFS!

I do know this though, my kids are NEVER getting lego. No way am I having those colourful little choking hazards under my roof!

And they will probably never get to play with stickers again either!

I know that I am now ridiculously paranoid about all small things and have been on a rampage to remove all small items from the home. Punky is going to be missing more than a few toys and stuff when I am done.

I know that all day yesterday, and I'm sure for many more days to come, every time I heard Zee make a strange noise I was on her like white on rice, forcing her to open her mouth so I could make sure she didn't have something in it.

But most of all, What I know is how thankful I am that alls well that ends well and I can always buy more Post-Its, but I can't buy more kids! FFS!

Bonus FFS: Barry O'Bloody'Farrell. You tosser! I'll have your trophy ready for you on Monday! Make sure you stop by now, you hear (coz old Bazza totally reads my blog).

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