Worst momment of my life.

This is my happy boy. I took Danyka and Daxdyn to get their pictures together and when we came home I took a few of my own. Danyka has this doll that is as big as Daxdyn and I wanted to get a picture of the two baby dolls.

Afterward we went upstairs where we had just cleaned and vacuumed and I turned on a movie for Danyka and I put Daxdyn on the floor to crawl around. I was sitting on the couch and looked down at Daxdyn right by my feet and I realized he wasn't breathing. I immediately went to retrieve whatever object it was and found it was flat and sharpe and despite all my trying I couldn't remove it. He continued to choke. I flipped him over and gave him back blows then tried to retrieve the object again. I was still unsuccessful. I gave him more back blows with no success. I then pulled on his arm and gave all I had. He coughed. I went back for the object and it had moved enough for me to get my finger behind it and I pulled. He was coughing and bleeding and crying but I was so grateful for that cry. He was still having a tough time breathing so I grabbed him and got a bulb suction and suctioned his airway as best I could. Then I was worried about swelling and I tried to get him to suck on some cold water which he didn't like. The whole time this is going on Danyka is watching and asking "Is he gonna die? Is Daxee gonna die?" In my brain I'm thinking "Yes Yes he is if I don't get this thing out!!" It was awful. Once I got him stable and the bleeding slowed and I thought he was going to be okay, all I could do was cry. I cried and cried and cried. I stayed up with him all night so make sure he was breathing. It was a horrible night and it took him some time to get fully healed.

He choked on a square plastic tab which came off a child lock DVD case. It took me a while to realize what the stupid piece of plastic was. I still have no idea where he got it from because it wasn't on the floor when I laid him down. He is still quite the hoover and I have to watch him all the time. Danyka has become very aware and alerts me every time she sees him put anything in his mouth.



Here is the stupid tab after I quickly rinsed it off.

This is where I threw the bloody tab after I pulled it out and ran to get the suction.

It was a horrible moment to think I was going to lose my son, but I am so grateful it ended up okay. I am so happy my little guy is still around. I don't know what I would have done. I am glad David handled the whole situation well. I am grateful for some fast thinking and that I was paying attention to him and was able to act quickly.