Scary Morning

I have never seen a child get into so many predicaments and tangles as our Abby seems to. I have always thought this day was coming, and unfortunately today was that day. I had to call Poison Control this morning. Abigail managed to get the "child-proof" cap off of the bottle of fluoride rinse and by the time I discovered it, the bottle was empty. Since we had no idea how much went down the sink and how much she actually consumed, we called Poison Control.

The voice on the other end was just what I needed to hear...confident and very soothing. He told me to immediately give her something with calcium because it would bind the fluoride and keep it from being absorbed into her system. We poured her a glass of milk and made her drink it, and then another glass and a piece of cheese. Then he asked me some questions and put me on hold while he did some calculations.

We quizzed Abby in every way we could think of asking her how much she drank. Her answer was consistent, just one drink. He came back on the line and said that for her weight she would need to drink 20 ounces before we would need to be concerned. The bottle was 16 ounces and about one third of it had been used, so we were relieved to know she couldn't have poisoned herself. He told us to just watch her, particularly if she vomits or complains of a tummyache (a couple glasses of milk and a piece of cheese would give me a tummyache!).

She was perfectly fine the whole day. I was pleased that he called back several hours later to check on her and see how she was doing. I'm so grateful for modern conveniences, like a simple telephone, that can instantly give me the information and help I need! I am also grateful to God for protecting her and providing what seems to be a host of angels to watch after our little darling.