Thursday, March 06, 2008

Crisis averted

I went outside to hang out the nappies this morning and Elijah decided to stay in his room reading rather than join me. No big deal - this is not unusual. What was unusual was hearing screams coming from the house when I was halfway through hanging out the washing.

I raced inside to see Elijah on all fours, screaming on his bed: not the mattress, which he'd pushed off the bed, but the slats themselves. I asked him what was wrong. "Knee stuck," he said between gasps for air. I looked and there it was: his leg wedged between two slats, past the knee.

I tried pulling him out. No luck. He screamed more. I tried rotating him. No luck there either. I reached through and grabbed his foot and pulled it back through so it was just his knee wedged between the slats. I was starting to think that I might have to call 000. I tried to pull as much of the baby fat and skin up out of the slats as I could, hoping it would reduce the bulk. The plan was to do this and then get an ice pack to reduce any swelling and allow the knee to be freed. However, I didn't need the ice pack or the phone. Finally, with a bit of maneuvering, the knee itself came out.

Elijah clung to me, tears in his eyes. I told him this was why we don't want him pushing his mattress off the bed. Hopefully he understood.

4 comments:

quilly said...

Experience is the best teacher! I am glad all is well.

smp said...

I don't know if experience -is- the best teacher. I have a suspicion he takes after his Daddy.

If that's the case he'll never learn.

*sigh*

I was hoping he would inherit his mother's common sense.

JennyLeah said...

Little boys seldom do. But Elijah's a bright one, so you never know!

The Mumma said...

There's hope he's taken after me. Since this happened, he hasn't pushed his mattress off the bed.

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