T-R-O-U-B-L-E and not even 2!!!
Hi there,
Thanks so much for checking us out!! OK, so this post is to catch us all up because I've been so busy since I began this blog that I haven't even posted anything. Well, our goings on have been interesting to say the least!! In march we had a family emergency and traveled. While we were in the hotel, no matter how childproofed we thought we had made it for our 19 m.o., she seemed to find everything anyway! Including a loose nickel and swallowed it to stop breathing. Luckily, I get eerily calm in an emergency like that and just start implementing the CPR and First Aid lists in my head. This is why way back, eons ago, I majored in Athletic Training and liked dealing with teams' injuries and rehab. Anyway, I immediately did the heimlich (sp?) MORE than several time and what seemed like an eternity but I'm sure was only about a total of 3-4 minutes of struggling, periodic burps of air and then relodging and then back to struggling and more heimlichs, I finally got it pushed out and she threw up and the nickel popped out and right after. So, while that was extremely scary and what was already an eventful trip turned into chaos.
Then, fast forward two weeks. We're finally back in our routine after our trip and spring break and lots of rest and relaxation. The "little one," as we affectionately refer to our children (the "big one" is 4), was in the laundry room with me while I was changing a load from washer to dryer. This did not concern me because its her habit to come in behind me and play in the big pile of dirty clothes. I remember doing this as a child too...what fun it is to make the pile HIGH and squishy with plenty of padding and take a big JUMP into the middle, TEE HEE HEE!!! Anyway, so I'm certainly guilty of taking this pleasure of hers for granted and not paying attention close enough. Suddenly she's patting my leg fiercely and cough-choking. I look down. I see her waving her right hand about as if to try to shake off the powder crystals that are stuck on it. She had scooped a handful of the powder Tide with Bleach. Her mouth is completely covered and lined tongue, inside of mouth and lips, with the powder. She's trying not to gag. POUR GIRL! I scoop her up like Superman would scoop up Lois Lane, grab the 2-Ton Mega Bulk Store Super Buy box and we turn around and stand at the sink with water running. She won't let me wash out her mouth because liquifying just seems to make it taste worse and her gag more. So...after a glance over the instructions to give milk or water if swallowed and call a physician, I get her settled in her high chair with a sippy cup of milk. She guzzles it down happily. (YUK!) I'm watching and cringing while the phone is already to my ear listening to the rings. I'm anticipating with great enxiety and fear what the medical professional on the other end of the phone will tell me when she answers. FINALLY, she answers and gives me the # to Poison Control. I immediately hang up and dial. The Poison Control lady is extremely calm, gentle and nice. She reassures me my baby will be fine. Warning me that she may have an irritated throat and stomach for the day and might even vomit later. However, one small 19 m.o. sized handful would not do her in and it surprisingly made no difference that it was the Tide with the Bleach vs. a detergent without the colorsafe bleach in it. She said as she looked over her list of ingredients of all the detergents, that they all have almost the same ingredients. Well, with the panic over and the baby happily gnawing up some crackers with more milk, I start to ponder, how did my petite lightweight girl drag that FULL 2-Ton Mega Bulk Store Super Buy box off the shelf of the cabinet (I was guilty of leaving the doors of the cabinet open, but for 5 minutes????) to the floor without spilling an oz. of powder or flipping it on it's side? the thing had to weigh the same as her.
So, now, after much time has passed and many moments of ponder have swept me by, I ask you (rhetorically of course) how can all those detergents have all the same ingredients? I mean seriously, I've tried almost all of them and I SWEAR BY my Tide with Bleach Powder for several reasons, 1) the powder will not leave blue stains like its blue liquid counterparts, 2) it claims to have color cling whatever that is?? 3) the one with Bleach, if used with HOT water when washing whites, really does get the whites cleaner and 4) if used mega concentrated in a basin sink or bucket with water to soak stains, only the Tide with Bleach will remove nasty stains from everything you can think of. So...all I can be thankful for at this point is that not only is my fav detergent a cleaning stain fighting machine, but it is safe enough to not harm my child when ingested.
Even though I canceled our playdate and swim lessons for the rest of that day to keep an eye on her at home, she was fine. A little crabby. One weird colored diaper. But never once got sick. What a champ. Not that I would ever want her to do that again.
OK...next post hopefully will not be so dramatic!
until next time,
Spunkymom of a drama queen baby
Thanks so much for checking us out!! OK, so this post is to catch us all up because I've been so busy since I began this blog that I haven't even posted anything. Well, our goings on have been interesting to say the least!! In march we had a family emergency and traveled. While we were in the hotel, no matter how childproofed we thought we had made it for our 19 m.o., she seemed to find everything anyway! Including a loose nickel and swallowed it to stop breathing. Luckily, I get eerily calm in an emergency like that and just start implementing the CPR and First Aid lists in my head. This is why way back, eons ago, I majored in Athletic Training and liked dealing with teams' injuries and rehab. Anyway, I immediately did the heimlich (sp?) MORE than several time and what seemed like an eternity but I'm sure was only about a total of 3-4 minutes of struggling, periodic burps of air and then relodging and then back to struggling and more heimlichs, I finally got it pushed out and she threw up and the nickel popped out and right after. So, while that was extremely scary and what was already an eventful trip turned into chaos.
Then, fast forward two weeks. We're finally back in our routine after our trip and spring break and lots of rest and relaxation. The "little one," as we affectionately refer to our children (the "big one" is 4), was in the laundry room with me while I was changing a load from washer to dryer. This did not concern me because its her habit to come in behind me and play in the big pile of dirty clothes. I remember doing this as a child too...what fun it is to make the pile HIGH and squishy with plenty of padding and take a big JUMP into the middle, TEE HEE HEE!!! Anyway, so I'm certainly guilty of taking this pleasure of hers for granted and not paying attention close enough. Suddenly she's patting my leg fiercely and cough-choking. I look down. I see her waving her right hand about as if to try to shake off the powder crystals that are stuck on it. She had scooped a handful of the powder Tide with Bleach. Her mouth is completely covered and lined tongue, inside of mouth and lips, with the powder. She's trying not to gag. POUR GIRL! I scoop her up like Superman would scoop up Lois Lane, grab the 2-Ton Mega Bulk Store Super Buy box and we turn around and stand at the sink with water running. She won't let me wash out her mouth because liquifying just seems to make it taste worse and her gag more. So...after a glance over the instructions to give milk or water if swallowed and call a physician, I get her settled in her high chair with a sippy cup of milk. She guzzles it down happily. (YUK!) I'm watching and cringing while the phone is already to my ear listening to the rings. I'm anticipating with great enxiety and fear what the medical professional on the other end of the phone will tell me when she answers. FINALLY, she answers and gives me the # to Poison Control. I immediately hang up and dial. The Poison Control lady is extremely calm, gentle and nice. She reassures me my baby will be fine. Warning me that she may have an irritated throat and stomach for the day and might even vomit later. However, one small 19 m.o. sized handful would not do her in and it surprisingly made no difference that it was the Tide with the Bleach vs. a detergent without the colorsafe bleach in it. She said as she looked over her list of ingredients of all the detergents, that they all have almost the same ingredients. Well, with the panic over and the baby happily gnawing up some crackers with more milk, I start to ponder, how did my petite lightweight girl drag that FULL 2-Ton Mega Bulk Store Super Buy box off the shelf of the cabinet (I was guilty of leaving the doors of the cabinet open, but for 5 minutes????) to the floor without spilling an oz. of powder or flipping it on it's side? the thing had to weigh the same as her.
So, now, after much time has passed and many moments of ponder have swept me by, I ask you (rhetorically of course) how can all those detergents have all the same ingredients? I mean seriously, I've tried almost all of them and I SWEAR BY my Tide with Bleach Powder for several reasons, 1) the powder will not leave blue stains like its blue liquid counterparts, 2) it claims to have color cling whatever that is?? 3) the one with Bleach, if used with HOT water when washing whites, really does get the whites cleaner and 4) if used mega concentrated in a basin sink or bucket with water to soak stains, only the Tide with Bleach will remove nasty stains from everything you can think of. So...all I can be thankful for at this point is that not only is my fav detergent a cleaning stain fighting machine, but it is safe enough to not harm my child when ingested.
Even though I canceled our playdate and swim lessons for the rest of that day to keep an eye on her at home, she was fine. A little crabby. One weird colored diaper. But never once got sick. What a champ. Not that I would ever want her to do that again.
OK...next post hopefully will not be so dramatic!
until next time,
Spunkymom of a drama queen baby
