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New Jewelry and Poison Control

So, I was so excited to get more wire that I had to get to work.  I also needed to resupply my stock for sale (I did update my wired mommy blog).  I pulled out my table and got to work,  I also needed to just get my mind off of everything else.  So, I sat there bending, cutting and having fun.  I was just doing finishing work when K started screaming next to me. 

I let K sit next to me while I work.  She usually threads beads onto a piece of wire over and over again.  She gets into things, but is usually just really good and quiet.  So, I heard a scream, looked over and saw she had a tube of jewelry glue in her mouth and had bit into it until it burst.

I panniced alittle.  I grabbed her hand, and the phone and ran to the kitchen sink.  I called poison control (1-800-222-1222 just incase)  and tried to calm down enough to tell the guy on the line what had happened.  

It wasn't as toxic as I thought it might be, but she had glue all over her cheeks and in her mouth.  I cleaned her out as much as possible, had her rinse out her mouth, gave her a drink, and threw out the glue.  We calmed down a little (Kent and D were gone, of course), and I went on with life.   

Pretty soon I heard K whimpering and I found her frustrated in the bathroom.  The poor little thing was sitting trying to unstick her fingers.  I was so busy trying to get her face cleaned up that I hadn't looked for glue anywhere else.  Plus, I think I held her hand together pretty hard when I was panicked.  

Long story longer, she is fine now.  She has a little rash on her checks and her hands but she is well.  I guess I will keep better track of my glue from now on.  

Comments

HRHNeenerita said…
it is amazing the thnigs that go through their minds i am sure she was just opening it. had she seen mom do that when one hand was full? glad that you could get yourself together well enough to call
January 30, 2009 at 12:58 AM
Orange said…
Poor K! I hope she doesn't develop an irrational fear of glue.
January 30, 2009 at 8:48 AM
Rachel said…
When I saw L's finger after it was litteraly smashed in the door, I about passes out!! And I'm the NURSE! :) Very well done, Mommy. :)
January 30, 2009 at 8:21 PM
Miss M said…
Hey, I'm ready for a new post, could you get on it, please?
February 11, 2009 at 9:18 PM
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