This week Clint and I got a call from Addy's school. This isn't unusual since it's been a busy winter in the "sick" department. I was expecting pink eye or some kind of tummy virus, but no. Clint called me at work in a panic.
C: "Honey. The school just called. They want to know if we want to come pick up Addy."
E: "Why, what's wrong?"
C: "Well.....she had a blowout in her crib" (side note, blowouts are BMs that escape the diaper) "it was everywhere and before they could get to her to clean it up she.....ate some."
E: (laughing) "what do they want us to do about it"
C: (not laughing) "I don't know, but she just ate s**t! What are we supposed to do?"
E: (still laughing) "It's her own, right? I'm sure she'll be fine. It's just gross. What did the school want us to do about it?"
C: (still not laughing) "I think we should call the doctor."
E: "Okay, I'll call"
So I call the doctor and explain the situation and they tell me they don't handle that (what!) and that we need to call Poison Control since she consumed a foreign substance and they would advise us on the proper course of action. Really! Poison Control?! (BTW their number is 800-222-1222).
E: (laughing again) "The doctor said they don't handle that and we need to call Poison Control"
C: "Honey, this is NOT funny. Our daughter just ate s**t and you are laughing."
E: "I'm sorry. Don't you think it's just a little funny?"
Clint called PC and they told him the same thing I did. If she ate her own, she should be fine. Just watch for signs of vomiting or diarrhea (which is what started this mess).
I picked her up from school and gave her a super scrubby bath and brushed her teeth. Clint swears that she won't get a kiss from him on the mouth for a week.
Happy parenting!
2 comments:
I'm telling you again, you should submit this to "In The Motherhood"
It was a 5 minute "Web-a-sode" series, but now has been picked up as a regular 30 minute comedy. They take their stories from real events submitted by viewers.
ahhhhahahahahahahhahaha
I must have gotten the same sense of humor as you because I laughed the WHOLE time I was reading that!!
And don't worry--I still want kids... Four!
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