Everything is okay.
The milestone every parent looks forward to: first call to Poison Control.
"Ow, my lip hurts!" Alex said suddenly.
"Let me see... did you bite it?"
"No, I bited the pump," i.e., the hand sanitizer. 62% ethyl alcohol, harmful if swallowed, contact poison control immediately.
"What were you doing biting the pump?"
"I wanted to taste it, but it's yucky."
"How much did you eat?"
"Just a little bit."
I didn't think it could do any harm, but I called just in case. Poison Control seemed to detect a note of disgusted embarrassment, rather than panic, in my voice, and led me through a series of demographic questions before telling me to give her a glass of milk and she'd be fine.
She decided to taste the hand sanitizer. What the hell?
"Ow, my lip hurts!" Alex said suddenly.
"Let me see... did you bite it?"
"No, I bited the pump," i.e., the hand sanitizer. 62% ethyl alcohol, harmful if swallowed, contact poison control immediately.
"What were you doing biting the pump?"
"I wanted to taste it, but it's yucky."
"How much did you eat?"
"Just a little bit."
I didn't think it could do any harm, but I called just in case. Poison Control seemed to detect a note of disgusted embarrassment, rather than panic, in my voice, and led me through a series of demographic questions before telling me to give her a glass of milk and she'd be fine.
She decided to taste the hand sanitizer. What the hell?
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. . . weird. It's actually not that bad. I was expecting it to taste like rubbing alcohol, but it's sweeter. You can really taste the perfume in it, though. I guess the sweetness comes from the glycerine. You can taste the acetate, though.
In some ways, I can taste a bizzare similarity to an Aviation Cocktail.
What? I was curious.
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... on second thoughts, no.
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My niece once ate the equivalent of three large bars of glycerin soap. My sister called poison control. They suggested the go to the store and buy a couple of big boxes of disposable diapers, and sit down and wait.
Kids are a bit silly that way. :)
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I'm glad Alex is ok. I've heard of other kids eating sanitizer, but I can't remember where, now.
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For anything else that wasn't "call an ambulance," I'd call her doctor's office and ask to speak to an advice nurse. But we have a nationwide network of Poison Control centers who do nothing but that, and they've got all the relevant dosages and decision trees right at their fingertips.
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(Anonymous) 2008-04-02 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)Glad everything is ok!
Grandma Susan
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It didn't. *pulls face*
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I'm glad Alex is okay, and I hope you will be soon too.
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Molly's first call was a "cookie," i.e., a small bottle of unlabeled wood glue that had come with some long-ago flat-packed furniture item. Poison Control asked me what color the glue was, and then assured me that if it looked like Elmer's, it was as non-toxic as Elmer's.
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I wonder if the scents they put in all of these cleansers is part of the attraction. A lot of the stuff we have smells good enough that you could be fooled into thinking it might taste good, if you had absolutely no common sense.
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They didn't know either, though they didn't think they were poisonous, and ended up having to track down a botanist and call her back a half-hour later. I think his verdict was, "If he hasn't shown any ill effects by now, he'll be fine."
His reasoning: "I wanted to know if they tasted like mustard." (Apparently they did, a little bit.)
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If she's doesn't end up crawling through closets, finding a moth ball, figuring "if it looks like one of those mints, it must be one of those mints" and not having learned not to eat things off the floor, and giving it a good chew before discovering that it tastes disgusting, she's one ahead of me.