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a few hours ago, i went to take a painkiller, so i took one out of the bottle and carried it into the bathroom to get some water. i was filling the cup when the boys walked in and i had to set the cup and pill down (for the life of me i canNOT remember why!!). i was distracted with them for several minutes and walked back to the bed and forgot the pill. i thought to myself (though, who else i could be *thinking* to, i do not know ) "sh*t. oh well, i have the bottle right here, i'll just take another one out and grab the other one off the counter when i get up to pee again." fast-forward about an hour when i got up to pee and what did i see when i sat on the potty?? the pill sitting on the floor!!! i was SURE it was on the counter! thank GOODNESS Wyatt was long ago in bed and not roaming around to find and eat it. i was totally freaking out over the possibility. my first thought was that Ethan must have taken it from the counter, but then i really couldn't remember him being near the counter. it had to be me. i must have set it on the floor... WAIT! i DO remember now. i set it on the floor to pee and remember leaning down to pick it up to carry it to the counter. i remember b/c i made a point to pick it up with my left hand b/c i'm right-handed (you get the TMI picture). i so totally must have not actually picked it up and didn't realize it?!?! i'm sick at the thought of what could have happened. (it's Tramadol that was prescribed to my Dad )
my whole frustration thing is b/c lately my brain has not been working right and it's so annoying. i'd honestly wonder if i'm going crazy if i didn't know it was b/c i'm working so much and sleeping so little. i'm worried about what else i might do or not do that will endanger my kids. there have been a few things lately that have thrown me when i realized what i THOUGHT i knew for sure, was not the case.
oh and to make me feel even better, on Oprah today, i learned that we lose 50,000 brain cells EACH DAY!!! so.... i'm down to about, oh, 3 functional ones now...
i remember b/c i made a point to pick it up with my left hand b/c i'm right-handed (you get the TMI picture).[/b]
LMAO!
Sorry, it's not supposed to be funny, but that line was!
I understand what you're saying. I hate having awful what-if scenarios going through my mind. It makes me completely sick--physically sick to the point of wanting to vomit and then curl up in the fetus position on the bathroom floor to cry--to think that something I did could have hurt my baby. I know it's an awful thing to feel.
Thank goodness everything was fine, though. I know your mind is thinking of the worst-case scenario, and nothing I say is going to stop that. Just think of this as one of life's little lessons. I bet you'll never set down another pill again, just like I'll never let my baby play with a Scope bottle again! (Childproof lid, my @ss.)
I'm sorry you're feeling so worn down from working and not sleeping. How much are you working now? Do you have any possible solutions for making things a little easier for you?
Thank goodness everything was fine, though. I know your mind is thinking of the worst-case scenario, and nothing I saw is going to stop that. Just think of this as one of life's little lessons. I bet you'll never set down another pill again, just like I'll never let my baby play with a Scope bottle again! (Childproof lid, my @ss.)
I'm sorry you're feeling so worn down from working and not sleeping. How much are you working now? Do you have any possible solutions for making things a little easier for you?[/b]
Definitely a lesson learned and a wake-up call to be more aware of what i'm doing.
as for work, there's light at the end of the tunnel, but it's about a month away. i would say i spend about 13-14 hours/day at my laptop, and it's scattered throughout the 24 hours of the day.
Dennis has worked 5p-1a this week and he just got home, so now he'll make me go to bed. heck, even if i didn't work so late, Ethan would keep me up. he came in at 11:45 and started playing with the vacuum!!! uh, hel-LO?!?!?! it's MY bedroom, GET OUT!! GO TO BED!!! "i don't wanna. i wanna play"
after a certain point, i'm so tired that i don't have the sense to stop typing and lay down. .... like now...
after a certain point, i'm so tired that i don't have the sense to stop typing and lay down. .... like now...[/b]
Ugh, I know what you mean. Why do you think I'm posting on JM sometimes at 4 AM?! I'm always telling Thatch, "I'm too tired to even get ready for bed, so I'll just stay up." How much sense does that make?
I think its so great that you ladies are sharing your stories of absent mindedess....we all go through it but sometimes fail to realize that the little things are what get us into trouble later and that it may help us remember to be more careful. Hopefully this scenario will make us all more aware of what we are doing around our children. Thanks Erin & Anne....I know next time Im going to think twice about how I administer taking my meds around Jehan and also what he plays with. What seems innocent at first could turn out being very dangerous....
Here's one for ya! When we were kids my parents were re-doing a bedroom and my dad had put paint thinner in a soda bottle so he wouldn't have to bring in the entire jug and my mom walked into the room to see my 2 year old brother drinking the bottle He had to get his stomach pumped! Can you imagine???!!! I think my dad still feels bad about it and my brothers now 25!
All parents have those moments...I could sit here and brain storm all day and tell you story after story of times I've totally lucked out cause something bad could've happened. I mean serioulsy! We try so hard to be perfect but there's no way it's possible. I think the only diff between me and a perfect mom is she's better at hiding her flaws
__________________ ~Allison
Mom to ds13, dd11, ds7, and ds3
Hello Baby Boy!
Here's one for ya! When we were kids my parents were re-doing a bedroom and my dad had put paint thinner in a soda bottle so he wouldn't have to bring in the entire jug and my mom walked into the room to see my 2 year old brother drinking the bottle He had to get his stomach pumped! Can you imagine???!!! I think my dad still feels bad about it and my brothers now 25![/b]
OMG, how scary! Thank goodness everything turned out okay. I can believe that your dad still feels bad. When my mom was out for Thatchie's birth, she told me a story about one time when my sister fell off a table as a baby. (She was sitting in some sort of mechanism that they used to use in lieu of highchairs; it sat on the table.) She said that it STILL makes her sick to her stomach to think about it, even though my sister was perfectly fine, and is now 31.
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All parents have those moments...I could sit here and brain storm all day and tell you story after story of times I've totally lucked out cause something bad could've happened. I mean serioulsy! We try so hard to be perfect but there's no way it's possible. I think the only diff between me and a perfect mom is she's better at hiding her flaws[/b]
Thank goodness everything turned out okay. I can believe that your dad still feels bad. When my mom was out for Thatchie's birth, she told me a story about one time when my sister fell off a table as a baby. (She was sitting in some sort of mechanism that they used to use in lieu of highchairs; it sat on the table.) She said that it STILL makes her sick to her stomach to think about it, even though my sister was perfectly fine, and is now 31.[/b]
OMG almost the same thing happened to me as a baby! Back then there were baseboard heaters that ran along the bottom of the wall and I hit one when I fell off. I have a tiny scar on my bottom lip, but no one can see it. My mom still feels bad about it and whenever I have a baby (3 times now, lol) she tells the story to remind me.
__________________ ~Allison
Mom to ds13, dd11, ds7, and ds3
Hello Baby Boy!
when i was like 18-20 months, i ate model airplane glue. it was just me and my dad home alone and he was working on his planes. apparently, i snagged a tube of glue. he called poison control and they said to use ipecac. so he stripped me down and put me in the bathtub to barf.
when i was like 18-20 months, i ate model airplane glue. it was just me and my dad home alone and he was working on his planes. apparently, i snagged a tube of glue. he called poison control and they said to use ipecac. so he stripped me down and put me in the bathtub to barf. [/b]
Ooh, I'm starting a related thread right now... ipecac... I've been meaning to ask this!
Btw, I know that a lot of kids eat glue, but WOW you started young! I'm glad you were too young to remember the ipecac b/c I've heard it causes pretty violent puking.
When I was little, I managed to find and open a tube of diaper paste. I smeared it ALL OVER my entire body. My parents have pictures of this. (They apparently followed the same philosophy that many of you here taught me: First take the picture, then rescue the kid!) Anyway, I don't think I ate any, but can you imagine cleaning diaper cream off your entire baby's body? Ick. They said it was the really greasy kind.
Oh, and how did I get to the diaper cream? I was playing alone in my (apparently) safe room, only I managed to open the drawers of the TALL dresser and climb up the freaking drawers to get to the top drawer, which is where the diaper cream was kept! And then I got the lid off.
Man, I just found a prenatal vitamin by the fridge on the kitchen floor and really cursed myself! I have lost WAY too many brain cells and need to be more careful.
