Oh Yeah He So Owes Me...
Would you like to know how my weekend alone started? Well buckle your seat belts, because it started out with a BANG.
This morning after Chad took off the boys were playing nicely in their room. I checked on them and they were playing with their puzzles the phone rang and I went to get it. Ten minutes [TOPS] later I go back to check on them and they had gotten a bottle of sun block out of the changing table drawer and it was everywhere.
Lotion smeared all over the floor, I went a flying on my ass when I walked in, lotion smeared all over their beds, all over their clothes in the armoire. A mess….
Well while they ate lunch I went in and cleaned it up. I thought I got it all until a little while later Carter was in there and I hear screaming I run in to find sun block all rubbed into his eyes up his nose and in he’s mouth!! I hurry to clean it all off him and get it out of he’s eyes.
At this point I have no idea how much he may have swallowed, if his eyes are going to be all right, they’re all puffy and reddish purple. So I call the doctor to get an opinion… that was to call Poison Control. So I do. Dave that was his name, tells me that the concern was more of the eyes. So this is what he had me do.
I was to do a “medical eye flush”. I was to wrap him in a towel mummy style and hold him down flat in the tub and take a cup of warm water and pour it his eyes for 15 minutes. Boy was that fun!!
Then I had to call my buddy Dave back at the Poison Control and update him and get further instructions. Which is to watch him and make sure he didn’t scratch his eye to where an infection would sit in, which for him would be bad.
So that is how my weekend alone started. If this is any indication of the rest of the weekend…I’m in for one looong long weekend!!
This morning after Chad took off the boys were playing nicely in their room. I checked on them and they were playing with their puzzles the phone rang and I went to get it. Ten minutes [TOPS] later I go back to check on them and they had gotten a bottle of sun block out of the changing table drawer and it was everywhere.
Lotion smeared all over the floor, I went a flying on my ass when I walked in, lotion smeared all over their beds, all over their clothes in the armoire. A mess….
Well while they ate lunch I went in and cleaned it up. I thought I got it all until a little while later Carter was in there and I hear screaming I run in to find sun block all rubbed into his eyes up his nose and in he’s mouth!! I hurry to clean it all off him and get it out of he’s eyes.
At this point I have no idea how much he may have swallowed, if his eyes are going to be all right, they’re all puffy and reddish purple. So I call the doctor to get an opinion… that was to call Poison Control. So I do. Dave that was his name, tells me that the concern was more of the eyes. So this is what he had me do.
I was to do a “medical eye flush”. I was to wrap him in a towel mummy style and hold him down flat in the tub and take a cup of warm water and pour it his eyes for 15 minutes. Boy was that fun!!
Then I had to call my buddy Dave back at the Poison Control and update him and get further instructions. Which is to watch him and make sure he didn’t scratch his eye to where an infection would sit in, which for him would be bad.
So that is how my weekend alone started. If this is any indication of the rest of the weekend…I’m in for one looong long weekend!!
posted by Kate Michele at 8:16 PM
5 Comments:
Oh Man!! You cannot turn your back for a second -- the things they get into! And when it's two of then - the plans they make ....
Mine got hold of baby powder when I was in the shower once (both have breathing problems). It was all over the kitchen .... yada yada.
ggrrrr
I'll email you the packing peanut incident.
Jees.. and of course it would happen this weekend...!
Wow! I hope the little guy is OK.
I'm sorry to hear about Carter! But I have to laugh only because of the picture of the little lovely below and you saying "Whose name do I yell all day...CARTER!" and then I laugh because he's a boy. He's suppose to be sick, he's not suppose to be tearing sh*t up! Guess he's feelin' pretty darn ok, huh?
Can you imagine what they were talking about in their twin language of finding the goods when mom is downstairs? I bet they were having a ball getting that all over the place. I can't help but laugh, I'm sorry!
Mine used strawberry syrup...
Good luck.
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