Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Captains log 86738930
Day four,
still no sign of life from the marble (now known as magnetic k'nex-type thingy) [Thank you Marissa, that is exactly what it is...the round silver ball of magnetic fun]
Spoken to a nurse at the hospital, and have thus given him a fruit salad, a glass of water with metamucle [spelling unknown, and dont care at this point...it is the orange stuff full of roughage] and a nice cup of hot chocolate. Now just waiting for some action to happen.
The stress of movement is taking its told on some of the crew members. Ensign Kawano, is not patient enough and keeps insisting that Private Miles sits on the large white bowl of wastage disposal and hope that something comes out. Private Miles has repeatedly declines this request. Although he complains of stomach pains and aches, he will not allow movement to happen in the southern most region of his torso. Private William, has not had any problems, and has "gifted" the crew, mainly me with a nappy full of stinky mass.
A mysterious gas has floated into the room, but all have denied it has come from them...a request has been issued by a crew member, but at this point in time, it is not feasible to do so.
The crew is in lockdown for tonight, as it is raining outside and dark. No need to venture out.
Crew members from the parent ship have arrived home safely from their journey, and catching up will be down in due time. Everyone is alive. Yippee.
Captains log out.
still no sign of life from the marble (now known as magnetic k'nex-type thingy) [Thank you Marissa, that is exactly what it is...the round silver ball of magnetic fun]
Spoken to a nurse at the hospital, and have thus given him a fruit salad, a glass of water with metamucle [spelling unknown, and dont care at this point...it is the orange stuff full of roughage] and a nice cup of hot chocolate. Now just waiting for some action to happen.
The stress of movement is taking its told on some of the crew members. Ensign Kawano, is not patient enough and keeps insisting that Private Miles sits on the large white bowl of wastage disposal and hope that something comes out. Private Miles has repeatedly declines this request. Although he complains of stomach pains and aches, he will not allow movement to happen in the southern most region of his torso. Private William, has not had any problems, and has "gifted" the crew, mainly me with a nappy full of stinky mass.
A mysterious gas has floated into the room, but all have denied it has come from them...a request has been issued by a crew member, but at this point in time, it is not feasible to do so.
The crew is in lockdown for tonight, as it is raining outside and dark. No need to venture out.
Crew members from the parent ship have arrived home safely from their journey, and catching up will be down in due time. Everyone is alive. Yippee.
Captains log out.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Still no show
The marble or metal ball bearing (as Miles has now come to show us what he swallowed), hasnt come out. In fact, he doesnt want to go to the toilet to get rid of it...lol I dont know if I will send him to kindy tomorrow or not, as it should have passed out by now. If he doesnt do it tomorrow, then I have to take him to the hospital for them to have a look.
Crochet
I am still working on the pants. I have found that the green yarn is slightly thicker then the black that I have also used, but it looks nice and I am going to keep it that way. (I did manage to roll up the black yarn into a nice neat ball of yarn, so that when I need it again it wont be all twisted together!)
Knitting, nothing yet, maybe next month if I am in the mood...lol
Crochet
I am still working on the pants. I have found that the green yarn is slightly thicker then the black that I have also used, but it looks nice and I am going to keep it that way. (I did manage to roll up the black yarn into a nice neat ball of yarn, so that when I need it again it wont be all twisted together!)
Knitting, nothing yet, maybe next month if I am in the mood...lol
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Miles Mishappening....
Well it is a lovely Thursday evening. I am sitting down feeding Willy, he is almost asleep, hubby is on the computer reading something about music, and Miles, is in his room, tidying it up....or so I think.
The next thing, he comes running out of his room crying and screaming that "I am going to die!" over and over again. He is pulling his shirt down from his neck and has his mouth open, and tears are streaming down his face.
Hubby gets up from his seat, I hand him Willy, who has now woken up with all of this excitement, and I go and calm Miles down. I think he has been stun by something in his mouth, but no, he as swolled a marble and is freaking out about it, as it is stuck in his throat. I get him calm and tell him, "no you are not going to die." It takes a few moments for him to understand that he isnt going to die.
He wanted to go to the doctors (which means a drive to the hospital, as the doctors are closed at this time), so I call them instead to find out what I should do....
He has to wait for the next 24-48 hours, and hope that it passes out of his system. lol So now it is just a waiting game to see if it will come out or not, if it doesnt then he has to go to the hospital and they will do their thing.
The poor thing had to go to do a wee and was hoping that it would come out and when it didnt, he got upset again...lol the concept of time is so hard for the little fella.
So now I must wait along with him to see if that marble pops out.
The next thing, he comes running out of his room crying and screaming that "I am going to die!" over and over again. He is pulling his shirt down from his neck and has his mouth open, and tears are streaming down his face.
Hubby gets up from his seat, I hand him Willy, who has now woken up with all of this excitement, and I go and calm Miles down. I think he has been stun by something in his mouth, but no, he as swolled a marble and is freaking out about it, as it is stuck in his throat. I get him calm and tell him, "no you are not going to die." It takes a few moments for him to understand that he isnt going to die.
He wanted to go to the doctors (which means a drive to the hospital, as the doctors are closed at this time), so I call them instead to find out what I should do....
He has to wait for the next 24-48 hours, and hope that it passes out of his system. lol So now it is just a waiting game to see if it will come out or not, if it doesnt then he has to go to the hospital and they will do their thing.
The poor thing had to go to do a wee and was hoping that it would come out and when it didnt, he got upset again...lol the concept of time is so hard for the little fella.
So now I must wait along with him to see if that marble pops out.











