Just Another Day...

It started out nice. We went to a birthday party for a friend and then went to Gap to get a few things. I had Chase and Mary Frances in Gap Kids trying a few things on Mary Frances who insists on wearing only skirts and dresses! We have been arguing about what she wears quite a bit because we just don't have a lot of dresses for everyday...Anyhow, as we were trying on things, Chase got into my purse. While Mary Frances and I walked out of the dressing room to talk to an employee, Chase opened a CHILD-PROOF cap on my prescription medicine and started chowing down! I don't think he got much, but he did get some. His mouth was white from chewing the white tablet. I wiped out as much as I could with my hands and then followed up with a napkin the employee got for me. Another shopper was nice enough to call poison control (800-222-1222). They said we needed to get to a hospital and be treated with charcoal within an hour!

So, we went straight to the hospital. Ray C. came over from the other store and drove us all! I thought you might like to see pictures of our most exciting visit!The first thing he had to do was drink charcoal! Don't ask me any questions! I still don't know why! That's just the treatment! So, they bring in chocolate milk with the charcoal in it and expect him to drink 2 cups of it - probably about 16-20 ounces. They tried to trick him by telling him it's chocolate milk - even though it was black! As soon as he drank it, he said, "That not choca milk. Choca milk at chick-a-lay!" So, much for that!

But, it must not have been too bad because he did drink a good bit of it. Then he wouldn't drink anymore. So, we had to hold him down and force feed it to him through a syringe! Every time we finished a syringe, he said, "Are we done yet?" He never actually finished it, but he sure did make a mess with what he did have. It was all over both of us! This is a picture of him with his doctor! She thought he was the cutest thing ever with the charcoal all over his face and hands! She showed him to several doctors and nurses passing by. She was very sweet to him.

She even let him listen to her heart through her stethoscope! This is Patti, the nurse! We spent a lot of time with her. She was so good with him. She told him he could go for a walk if he would drink the stuff. So, every few steps he had to stop and take a sip. One nurse gave him stickers after he took 2 big sips! Later on, Patti told him he could have a a popsicle if he would drink some more! So, he drank some.

Then she took him to the freezer and made him drink one more sip before he could choose the color of his popsicle!Then we went back to the room and she said she would open it if he took another sip. She was really great with him and got him to drink almost all of it. I was amazed! This is him picking out his popsicle! He was disappointed there was no green, but he settled on red pretty quickly.

He actually had a lot of fun in the hospital - except being held down to drink the charcoal! He called a Code Blue twice by pulling the button! Everyone ran in the room the first time. I said, "I'm so sorry. It was the baby!" The second time only one came! They all knew we were in there!

He called 3 different nurses on the "Help" button in the bathrooms and in the room we were in! Again, "I'm sorry! It was the baby!" He made the bed - which we decided was really a couch because that is the only way he would sit on it - into a choo choo train! There were 2 levers on the front end. He played that for 30-45 minutes. The nurse was impressed by his imagination!

Poison control told them to keep us 4-6 hours to watch him, They let us go right at 4 hours because he was acting perfectly normal! I can't believe we made it that long! Ray C. took the other two to a few different places throughout the day. So, they weren't in there much!

So, it's been a long day! I am so grateful for God's protection! I continuously ask God to protect these children from all the things that could harm them in this world. The possibilities are endless. I choose to give them to God and not worry about them! When do I have time to worry, anyway?

I think I need a bubble bath!