My 5 year old son came home from school about 2 weeks ago wheezing. Each breath sounded like Wheezy the Penguin from “Toy Story” I thought to myself, “Great.. another case of croup.. I’m sure he is getting some kind of nasty bug that has been going around.”
I watched his symptoms over the next week and found that he seemed perfectly healthy other than this wheezing. I have quite of bit of asthma in my family so I decided to take him into the doctor to see if that was the problem. When I got to the doctor, I explained that he had been wheezing constantly for over a week and that I was worried about him having asthma. The doctor told me that his symptoms didn’t line up with asthma and then asked me if he had swallowed anything weird lately. I then realized that the wheezing started only a couple of days after he had come downstairs (when he was supposed to be in bed) and told me that he swallowed the hand of a Lego guy. He was kind of gagging and trying to work up the hand and we spent about 20 minutes trying to get him to throw up or swallow it down all the way. Eventually, he fell asleep, and he never spoke of it again. I figured it just went down and it would go through him.
The doctor said the Lego hand was probably the problem and told me to take him to get an x-ray. Not too surprisingly they couldn’t see this tiny Lego hand in the x-ray. Next, they next sent us to an ENT Doctor to have a camera sent into his nose and down his throat to try to find the Lego. The doctor said that there is an area where your wind pipe branches to go to each side of your lungs where sometimes things can get caught and that he would need a CT to find out where the Lego hand was. After a whole day of doctor visits and 3 different expensive tests, it was determined that the Lego hand would need to be removed by doing a Bronchoscopy.
My husband and I just couldn’t believe that a tiny Lego hand was causing all this trouble and were anxious to get it out and move on. So we tucked him into bed with plans to wake up early for his surgery.
About 4 o’clock in the morning, I woke up to a tiny tap and I heard, “Mommy, Mommy… I pulled the Lego hand out of my throat and now I don’t have to have surgery!” I turned to him and sure enough he was proudly holding this tiny Lego hand in his hand. He explained to me that he woke up, was feeling his throat, and felt a bump so he slid it up his throat and pulled it out.
I have absolutely no idea how that happened, but he is no longer wheezing and saved himself from being put out while they dug around to find this infamous Lego hand.
One more reason for my love/hate relationship with Legos!!