Paging Doctor Mom

So, I finally got to realize my long held dream of becoming a surgeon.

All without the benefit of medical school!

Two weeks ago, we were getting ready to leave the house to visit with Mike, Donna and the kids and to see the new house (which is by the way, gorgeous, but I digress)

As we're getting coats on, I notice Vica has on only one earring. No big deal, the kids lose these things so often, I keep a supply on hand to replace them in the bathroom. So, Vica follows me in and just before I can do anything asks me "Mom, what's this????" She then proceeds to show me the back of her ear lobe which appears to have the back of the "missing" earring still attached to it.

Okay, I'm thinking the earring broke off and the post is still in her ear attached to the back.

WRONG-

Don't ask me how it happened, don't ask me why Vica never, ever not once said anything about it, but what I discovered is that this 1/4 inch piece of metal was lodged IN her ear lobe. Apparently, some how the back of the earring got pulled through the back of her ear lobe into the tiny pin sized hole meant for the earring's post. All that was sticking out was the tiny round ball at the end.

So, I then began sterilizing everything in site and tried to numb her ear with ice. The end was too small for me to grab onto with a pair of tweezers and there was lots of squirming and whining at this point. While I was trying to decide if taking her to the ER on a Saturday night was "really" a good idea, Matt appears with a small pair of needle nosed pliers in hand.

I figured, what the heck, I've got to give it a try. After soaking them in alcohol for a few minutes I got ready to operate. Vica asked me if it was going to hurt and I just told her flat out, "Oh yeah, it's gonna hurt"

Took a deep breath, grabbed onto that sucker and pulled as hard as I dared.

The blood that began spurting made me think I must have opened an artery by mistake. Oh boy, my bathroom looked like a crime scene. Luckily that and the screaming and crying stopped fairly quickly. After a dose of Mom's favorite medicine, Children's Tylenol- we were off to Uncle Mike and Aunt Donna's where upon arrival I promptly accepted the anesthesia offered me by way of wine glass.......

Vica and her ear are both doing fine. I, on the other hand am now at least 75 % gray haired over the whole thing.