Ambulance Call #4

Shane found one of my epipens in Carrie's purse.

It happened fast.

Somehow, that stinker pulled out the epipen, opened the case, removed the safety, and the jabbed the needle into his knee. He cried out. "Daddy, it poked me!" 

I looked at him, but didn't see anything from my angle. I moved over and saw the epipen. The safety cap was still in Shane's hand. 

I yelled for Carrie to call 911 and Shane started coughing.

This is what happened next.

Shane was fine. That became clear fairly quickly. He coughed and wretched as his system reacted to the epinephrine. Hallelujah he didn't get a full adult dose.You have to hold down the epipen into a muscle while the medicine is injected. Shane poked his knee. The pain didn't prompt him to hold on to it for long. He normalized within a minute or two.

However, it's standard procedure to call emergency services whenever an epipen is used. It's a better safe than sorry situation.

Of course, Shane loved it.

"I want to show Daniel my new bandaids!" Shane said.

Well, he got to.

Daniel and his parents walked by and we went out to say "hi." We hung out and talked for the next hour. Good neighbors are a blessing!

Hurt yourself and then there's a show is not the lesson I want Shane to learn. I thanked God he was fine.

It doesn't take more than a moment for things to go wrong, and no parent can watch their child every moment of the day. For me, the irony is I've been trying to give Shane more and more space. He's become so much more capable and I'm trying to let some of the baby/toddler paranoia fade. I used to watch him in the bathroom to make sure he wouldn't drown (or drink the toilet water.....which was much more likely).

At the end of it, I asked Shane what he learned. With some coaching, we established it was not a good idea to play with medicine.

Lots going on, but ambulances get bumpbed to the top of the blog queue. Shane has no fear, so I doubt this is the last time we'll see an ambulance in his lifetime!