Bronchitis, butt cream, and poison control… Ain’t nobody got time for that!

Wednesday was probably one of the most horrible days I’ve had in a while.

It started with me not being able to sleep at all, and waking up around five-ish throwing up. When the morning officially came Jon convinced me to go to urgent care. I decided he was right, because weeks before I was diagnosed with bronchitis; and after I finished the antibiotic it felt like it never really went away.

So I sucked it and went to the urgent care. Three hours and hundred and forty dollars later, they sent me home with a z-pack and a diagnosis of bronchitis… round 2.

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After getting home, Jon had to leave for work, so Aria and I spent that time hanging out watching movies and reading all of her books.

It was extremely peaceful. (Which hardly happen with my rambunctious tot.)

Jon Got home around nine-ish, and from that point we both got Aria ready for bed. I decide that Aria needed a bit of her diaper rash cream, so after applying it and getting her dressed we tucked her into bed. A couple minutes later I went back to check on her, and found her sitting on the edge of her bed rubbing butt cream on her lips… ugh, I had lamely left it in her room.

At that point I was extremely tired and it didn’t even cross my mind, that she may of eaten the stuff after I confiscated it. Until half an hour later when Jon came into the bedroom to tell me she was throwing up. I was out that bed in a flash, and when I bent down to see her, I could smell the butt cream on her breath… I started to freak out, as I read the warning on the back of the rash cream, it said:

“If ingested seek immediate medical attention, or contact poison control.”

So for the first time in my life I called poison control… Thankfully the guy was extremely nice, and didn’t make me feel like a horrible parent for leaving the rash cream in reach of a two year old. We had to keep her up for another hour to make sure she didn’t throw up again.

Aria was thrilled, staying up way past her bed time to hang out with her extremely sleep deprived, guilt ridden, sick, on the verge of a panic attack mother… woo, fun times.

So we made the best of it. I let her pick out nail polish to paint her toes, and even attempted to rent a movie from redbox… sadly it didn’t want to work in the Blu-ray. So we watched a Tinker Bell movie instead.

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Finally an hour passed, and the guy from poison control called back, and told us we were in the clear, but to keep an eye on her through the night.
Sooo, Aria also got to have a slumber party with mom and dad… (I hope she doesn’t get any more ideas of eating more butt paste in the future.. lol)

To top the night off, I only slept a few hours before I woke up with my head in the porcelain throne, again… Oh vey what a night of not feeling well, and also waking up every hour to be sure my daughter was still breathing. These are the time when being a parent is hard. When I’m sick I want to be the baby, but there are no sick days when you’re a parent. I am however, so thankful that Aria was okay and that the rash cream incident didn’t turn out to much worse. Hopefully, she won’t hate me to much in the future when she finds out about it… 😛

Thanks for reading my pity party…

Until a better next time.. .
Jess.

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9 thoughts on “Bronchitis, butt cream, and poison control… Ain’t nobody got time for that!

    • Oh my goodness, that is awful! I hope you yourself are feeling much better now! Thank you so much, still feeling tired, but everything is starting to feel better, the z-pack is kicking butt!

  1. I couldn’t help but smile as I read this…. not about the fact that you were sick and Aria ate the butt cream, but how it reminded me of when my 2 girls were growing up. I could write a book on “events” just like this one… LOL Enjoy the journey; they grow up so very fast 🙂 Thank you for sharing.

    • Thanks Phyllis, now that a couple days have passed I’m able to look back and laugh too. I know I will have many more events to come (hopefully all minor like this one), but I am thankful for the time I get being Arias mom. Thanks for reading the blog, it really means a lot. 🙂

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