Now it is definitely NOT funny.

Allison (my 3 1/2 year old) comes out of the bedroom ~freaking~ out. I couldn't understand her. Finally I heard the words "I swallowed a penny!". And she was holding her throat screaming "owwie!".

I felt her throat. I could feel it. I look at Tom. Who do I call?

"911, where is your emergency?"

The 911 operator was awesome. In 3 minutes, my living room was filled with two firemen, two EMTs and a policeman.

The coin had dislodged itself and by the time she was being examined, it was no longer felt in the throat nor was she complaining of pain in her upper chest. But since it got stuck, they piled me and Allison in the ambulance and off to the hospital we went.

The xray showed it safely in her stomach and it should pass. Thank God.

Okay, when I said "what next?" - I did NOT mean anything with my children. Leave them out of this great big joke of a life I'm having medically right now. I will continue to take the brunt of anything getting thrown at this family, okay? I don't want to share this time.