
So today I read a blog post about a mom who had to check with poison control to see if dry wall was dangerous when the child ate it. It reminded me of something Chyenne did when she was around 1 year old.
At that age we called her our little goat. She would eat anything. I have pages in my journal that say "Chewed on by our little goat aka Chyenne." So one day she was playing in the living room and we were in the process or adding trim and cleaning up the dry wall mud that had fallen between the wall and the floor (there was about an inch between where it all fell while the work was being done). She decided that the dried mud looked tasty. I pick her up and see she is 'foaming at the mouth' and I am freaking out. I am searching around to figure out what she had eaten and finally my eyes land on the crack. I am like "oh my gosh! She ate the sheet rock stuff!!" I hand her to my husband and run to the phone and call the poison control. The lady patiently tells me that she will be okay and to just give her extra water.
Chyenne is the only one of my four children I have ever had to call poison control for. My oldest is almost 6 and youngest is 2 months old. Well Chyenne(3) decided a month or so ago to drink the whole bottle of gas drops which she pulled out of the diaper bag I left in the living room after changing a diaper. I am in the kitchen cleaning or something and I hear a wet rubbery squeaking. I look over into the kitchen and see she is chewing on something. I made her bring it to me. She brings me the dropper part and I start to realize what it was. I jump over the gate and grab up the now empty bottle and freak. I called poison control just knowing she was going to die of an over dose on simethicone (gas drops). I step in the next room to be able to hear the operator on the phone. She tells me yet again Chy will be okay again just to give her extra water. I go back in the room wit the kids and Chyenne has spit up/puked a little of the drops. My guess on that is that her stomach just couldn't handle the sudden amount of the drops.
I just hope I never have to rush one of them to the ER because they somehow got into something more dangerous. I know I am hoping against hope there. Kids will be kids!
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