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Peenut_23
January 5, 2009

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I've been wanting to scrap this for awhile. This happened two years ago, almost to the day but it still feels like yesterday.

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It was just another regular day in January for the two of us. We were having some baby
and Mommy time together and then I decided that I wanted to go in the back part of the
basement to organize some stuff. I went over and you whined and cried so I decided to
bring you back with me, even though it wasn’t all that safe.
You pulled yourself up to a stand on the ottoman and grabbed a screwdriver that daddy
had left out. I didn’t really think much of it. There were some other containers with some
little pieces in it but again, didn’t really pay that much attention to it. You then started
coughing and sputtering so I calmly walked over to you to get whatever it was that was in
your mouth out. I opened your mouth and caught a glimpse of something but then it
disappeared. Then you started to choke and choke severely. I contemplated running to the
neighbours but then saw that you were turning blue - there was no time. I had to call 911.
I called and said “I need an ambulance. My baby is choking and she can’t breathe. 44
Inverary. Hurry”. The operator told me to calm down but I think I was actually pretty calm.
The dispatcher got the ambulance on the phone and said they were on their way. You were
making some noise and the dispatcher said that was good news, however if she could
have seen you, I am not so sure she would have thought so. Your little body was so limp and
your face was so blue.You were trying so hard to breathe and you had this terrified look on your
face. At one point, your eyes rolled back into your head and you made an awful noise and you
went completely backwards in my arms, going totally limp. Your mouth gaped open so I looked in
and saw this tiny little piece of yellow. I reached it and dug it out and you started breathing. The
ambulance still came and they ran some tests, there was blood on your shirt but you made it!
When I was on the phone with 911, all that was going through my head was “My baby is only 8
months old, she won’t even make it to one year old” and “My baby is going to die”. I am so proud
of you for being so strong


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