Overdose

I have had many scary moments as a Mother of three children. The first one was when I was in labour with my first born and the Doctor brought in the vacuum machine. But that's a post for another time.
Today I will tell you about my toddler overdosing on cough syrup.
Yes. Really.
And we ended up in the Emergency Room.
Yes. Really.

My toddler also known as Rowdy drank an entire bottle of this stuff.

Yep. Really.

He went into the bathroom. Opened the child proof lid and downed it all.

Uh huh.

I was in the other room unaware that my child was guzzling a bottle of nighttime cough syrup and noticed that he was quiet. Any mother knows that when their children are in another room and quiet, something is wrong.

I walked into the bathroom and found the empty bottle on the counter with a few drops scattered on the counter.

I didnt panic. Ok, I did. I called my parents so they could watch Messy while I took the druggie to the hospital. My dad stayed to babysit while my mom came with me. Because I wasnt panicking............

My toddler was very drowsy.

And hallucinating.

And feeling no pain whatsoever.

His mom was panicking.

And feeling like the worst mom in the Universe.

"Why did I leave the bottle on the counter?"

"Did I close the cap tightly?"

When I looked on the big screen on the ER wall and saw my toddler's name with "OD" beside it, I almost collapsed to the floor and did the ugly cry.

But I didnt.

Instead, my mom and I spent what felt like hours trying to get the toddler to drink charcoal.

He did.

And was well enough to go home.

And I was wishing that I could down an entire bottle of rum.

So I could forget that this day ever happened.

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