Call 911

It is amazing how quickly life can change in a instant. I had gotten home from work and changed into my old yucky non-matching pj's and started to cook dinner. Baylee jumped in the tub and we were going through our nightly routine. The next thing I know there was beating on my door and my doorbell was going crazy. It that instant I knew something was wrong but at the same time I thought what am I about to get into? I heard a baby crying and choking....I thought it was my favorite baby that lives across the street. I flung open the door and the next thing I know it was my other neighbor screaming and crying her baby was choking. Ten years of nursing, I have seen a lot. This was different. I was not in the hospital were there was help, my daughter was watching, and it was all up to me to save this baby. The baby coughed a few times(which your are suppose to let them do..it is when they stop that you intervene.) By this time I am doing back thrusts on this 16 month old baby and realize he has stopped breathing in my arms. I flipped him over and he was turning blue. His mom said she thought it was popcorn. I had a split second to decide to try to swipe his throat and risk logging it further in his throat. I swipe his throat and felt way down that it was popcorn and managed to get it dislodged. Please understand that this whole ordeal lasted about 3 minutes. But in that 3 minutes, Baylee managed to get the phone and call 911 and had an ambulance on the way. The baby took a large and deep breath and started to cry again. I have never been so relieved in all my life. I thought that baby might have taken his last breath in my kitchen and in front my daughter and his mother. By the time the ambulance got to my house, the baby was smiling and running around the house. I was in heap in my living room floor. I know without a shadow of a doubt that God had his hand on me and gave me the guidance to know exactly what to do. I was so proud of Baylee and the fact that she stayed so calm. When it was all over, she hugged me and told me that I was a hero...her hero. It was so sweet. She realized what a responsibility it is to start baby-sitting and what could happen. Needless to say, I am retired at the neighborhood nurse and little Diego (the baby) is doing great!