Everything is okay.
Apr. 2nd, 2008 01:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaThe 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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Date: 2008-04-02 08:34 pm (UTC)Glad everything is ok!
Grandma Susan