To think I wouldn’t have wasted two hours in A&E if DS had told me…

[Kleinzeit]

.. that just before he fainted in school for no apparent reason, another boy had given him a "friendly tap" in the balls?

Dunno whether to be more relieved or cross!

Rofl barf

I have taken dd to hospital as she put an apple pip up he nose. she sneezed on the way and there was not sign of it when examined.

ds was taken to hospital as he fell down the last 2 steps at gps house. by the time we got to see the dr he had begun to play with the lego with it... (sigh)

dd once looked like she had mutilated herself with a sharp implement. she had just written all overr herself with a reddy-brown biro.

she also did an impression of being bruised and battered. she had painted herself all over with red and blue paint... and it did not wash off leaving blue bruises and red maks. I did take a photo before I attempted to clean her up though so there would have been photographic evidence...

My mum once took my sister to A&E because she'd seen her put a shirt button up her nose. The doctors couldn't find it on an x-ray and my mum went home convinced she'd been mistaken and very for wasting their time. Two weeks later my sister sneezed and a shirt button flew across the room .

Ds fell at school and banged his head and by the time he got home he had a massive lump on his forehead so I took him to the GP. I was told that as the skin wasn't broken and he hadn't been sick I shouldn't worry. When we went home he went straight upstairs and was sick all over his sister's bedroom, a minute later he was spark out on the floor and nothing we could do would wake him up. Of course we jumped in the car and headed for hospital, it was pitch dark, pouring with rain and the rush hour, really horrid. Finally we pulled into the hospital car park... and ds woke up perfectly fine. I think after all that we were more in need of treatment than him!

My DM took my DB, aged about 7, to A&E after he started to wee an alarming red colour. The doctor started going through a checklist and eventually asked my DB 'what have you eaten today?' 'Beetroot salad' says DB! A quick urine test resulted in an embarrassed exit by DM and sniggers from the Dr.

I was blue lighted, hospitalised and put on a morphine drip for 24 hours with a suspected ectopic or appendicitis.

Turned out it was trapped wind from the Nandos and tray of Krispy Kremes I had eaten to myself a few hours later

Not my finest moment

And I usually have a very high pain threshold! Honest!

Waves at Boobster!!!

Last week we all had d&v, ds2 seemed like he was perking up when I took dd to a party, I kept getting anxious phonecalls from df saying ds2 was lethargic, pale and had swollen and painful stomach. I took him to the walk in centre where he immediately seemed fine (typical!) then proceeded to do two massive farts each time filling his nappy then announcing he didn't have tummy ache anymore. I was just about to got to reception red faced and say he must of had wind when they shouted of us through to be checked over, needless to say he was fine.

Kids eh?

At about 7 I limped all the way home from school because I'd hurt my arm!

These are great!

Mind you at age 3 dh finally took dd2 to A&E as she was limping. I'd spent about 3 months snapping at her to "hurry up" and "stop mucking about". Turns out she had/has a serious hip condition (Perthe's synddrome) and we'll hopefully find out in 2 weeks (on the day she turns 9!) if she will or won't need surgery!

Oops

This tread is brilliant

My DD is to young for any of this but reading this has deffinatly helped get me through the night feed

Great thread :D

No doctors involved, but a few weeks back my husband was playing the kids favourite game - Angry Daddy. This consists of much huffing and puffing and throwing children around on the bed tickling and blowing on tummies... mostly harmless, except sometimes when two get a bit close together and bump heads. Well - one night I hear all the merry rumpus upstairs, followed by shrieking and tears... sure enough, a head bump. Nothing broken, but my middle child got a fat lip from his little brother's noggin.

I take the kids for an ice cream as a treat after school - and let them all sit in the big booth with some school friends. One asks "What happened to your face?" to my son, who solemnly tells them (and their parents) "Last night Daddy was angrier than he's ever been before, and he threw Felix at me and broke my face" - I was :O expecting a visit from social services. I have told my husband they need to rename that game pronto :D

Hahaha!! What a brilliant game!

I took 3yr old ds to the ER with dramatic, unexplained limping. He was so pleased with everyone taking an interest that he raced over to a hospital bed and scrambled up onto it to show off his limp to a wider audience, lurching up and down the bed catwalk style.

This thread is brilliant. Actually loling

I've had a scare with my DD (4) recently. I was asked to the school as she has been falling over rather a lot and they have become concerned. In fact she had twice fallen off her chair whilst writing for no apparent reason. The teacher looked pure white when telling me - it was obvious she was convinced DD had a serious neurological problem.

I made an appointment with the GP after spending hours agonising with DH about what we would do when DD was diagnosed with a brain tumour/epilepsy etc. I felt awful that I had missed something but I had been so busy - I was a terrible mother etc.

On the way to GP - "mummy - I only fall over because I want to cuddle Mr Teddy in classroom and get a brave girl sticker"

Yes, no neurological problem just attention seeking

Dd2 fell onto a turtle in a toddler pool and split her chin open. At A+E the nurse practitioner questioned me about what type of turtle this was that she fell onto. When I said 'oh I guess either plastic or fibre glass', realisation dawned on his face and and he said 'oh not a real turtle then', eh doh! Sadly all 8 of her trips have been genuine, but evened out by the other two who have never been, so averages 1 trip every 2 years rather than more than twice a year if she is considered in isolation!

Ds fell awkwardly in the bath earlier this year and was limping and crying afterwards, but we put him to bed and thought he would be fine in the morning.

Next morning he limped into our room crying, wouldn't eat breakfast, so I called my mum (paediatric radiographer) who said to take him to a+e as toddlers often have fractured heels from the type of fall he had.

So we drove through rush hour traffic to the hospital with him whimpering in the back and me feeling increasingly guilty. 45 minutes to drive what is normally a 20minute journey. Got there and he refused to put any weight on his 'ow foot', so despite being heavily pg, I carried my poor Pfb across the car park, him crying all the way, me getting a bit frantic. Triage nurse saw him and said 'could I see him walk please?' Me: 'oh, not sure he can walk on it but I will put him down to try'. Place him on the floor where he is all huge eyed and poorly looking, standing like a flamingo with one leg raised.

All watching him very concerned.

Then an ambulance went past the a+e door, ds went 'oooh! Nee naw!!' And sprinted to the exit.

Triage nurse 'I think he's ok'
Me 'not when I catch up with him!'

Little bugger!

I called the out of hours doctor to report that my 9 month old DS's gum was badly infected and tinged green. Well it was either that or a grape skin that was stuck to his gum

My dd, aged about 15 at the time, had a mysterious rash around her mouth and chin, almost circular. Was about to take her to GP when I saw her having a drink, then absent mindedly sucking the air out of the mug so it was held against her face by suction. Mystery solved....

I found DS, just turned 5, collapsed on our bedroom floor. He complained of a very sore tummy and was all curled up. He couldn't stand up or walk; I had to carry him, whimpering, to the car. He was farting all the way to the emergency doctor's appointment, was able to shuffle bent over into the doctor's waiting room, more farts, and he was completely recovered and dancing around by the time the doctor saw him.

Two days later I found him on the same spot, in the same state. Turned out a classmate had told him that if he stood in front of a mirror and took deep, rapid gulps of air, his biceps would inflate like Popeye's.

When I was younger I had a nasty fall in the bath, huge bruising and swelling to my face.

My parents were both interviewed, my mum so worried that they thought it was them who hurt me.

The reason for concern was that in her panic she had dressed me but not dried me.

DS1 had a tantrum in town and threw himself to the floor when DH was holding his hand. Cried all the way home and when we got in I noticed he was holding his arm funny and this probably wasn't the usual "evil parents won't let me play in the road" shitfit.
Carefully put him back in the car. At A&E he was playing with cars, crawling on the floor after them.
The nurse reckoned he had popped his elbow out, but maneuvering it into his car seat harness had put it back!
Now we always use his reins. ..