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<blockquote data-quote="nerfherder" data-source="post: 578064" data-attributes="member: 15907"><p>1. The Tylenol Overdose. She was 4, her stimming of the medicine chest door over the toilet jarred down the single only non-childproof bottle of bulk extra strength acetominophen. I was asleep after work at the time (breakfast baker, my days started 3am and ended around 7:30am) and then-spouse was downstairs at the time playing FPS computer game. I woke to her vomiting and acting like a typical "bug" except - no fever (go figure.) This was around early/mid afternoon. I talked about her being sick with J, he didn't remember until later that afternoon (recounted it as a "cute story") that she spilled some pills and brought the bottle down for him to re-cap. I remember my brain screeching to a halt, asking "...what was it?" "Oh, the tylenol." I ran to my computer, looked up OD symptoms, and called Poison Control (a number we always kept handy given her tendency to want to eat stuff, especially after the Moth Ball incident at my mom's a year earlier.) After talking with the operator, the only choice was Abington where they would decide whether to medevac to Children's, or an ambulance straight to CHOP? Abington was the fastest, I hauled ass over there (faster than waiting for 911) and THEN I had to tell the ER doctor SHE IS AUTISTIC. SHE WON'T ANSWER YOU. She was functioning expressively and pragmatically at about the level of a 1 year old. THEN I had to tell him YES SHE WOULD EAT THE PILLS. He felt they tasted nasty enough most kids would spit them out. He did the blood work, got the results and was abashed, apologetic for doubting me, said her liver numbers looked like she ate at least 5 or 6, and we needed to get the medicine in her ASAP. He told me it works best for kids to drink it in a lemon-lime soda, and I said "Run a nose tube. You won't get her to drink anything with bubbles in it." I let him try for about 20 seconds, and said "RUN A NOSE TUBE." </p><p></p><p>I know I'm getting run-on and emphatic here, but I was running on 4 hours sleep in the last 24 at that point, it was around 10pm and I was getting crazed from being a psycho-mom to get this dork to listen to me. They finally got the full admit on her, got her bedded, ran the tube (the shift change ER doctor was a man whose wife worked with special needs kids. FINALLY SOMEONE LISTENED TO ME. </p><p></p><p>So with the counteracting agent for acetominophen, they would also add Reglan to make sure the patient didn't vomit it up. Guess what? She had a full tonic seizure from the Reglan. Something was wrong with my daughter, she was frozen almost, not moving except for her eyes. I told the nurse, the nurse told the Pediatrician who felt the girl was just near-comatose from the OD, and I needed to realize I had a very sick child. I said "Yes, but this isn't RIGHT. Something is wrong besides that!" She went to look something up, came back and SHE apologized, saying that the Reglan had some odd side effects, and this was one of them, and it was easy to fix - a shot of benadryl and Kiddo came right out of it. </p><p> </p><p>There've been others - last year's adventure with CPS and the Deputy Sheriff - but that worked out even better, because Deputy has experience with autistic kids, everyone was honest, it was obvious that Kiddo lives in a fantasy world when she doesn't get what she wants. I've learned that CPS are not the Kitchen Police, and I've never had any kind of bad experience with them that truth and reality didn't resolve.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="nerfherder, post: 578064, member: 15907"] 1. The Tylenol Overdose. She was 4, her stimming of the medicine chest door over the toilet jarred down the single only non-childproof bottle of bulk extra strength acetominophen. I was asleep after work at the time (breakfast baker, my days started 3am and ended around 7:30am) and then-spouse was downstairs at the time playing FPS computer game. I woke to her vomiting and acting like a typical "bug" except - no fever (go figure.) This was around early/mid afternoon. I talked about her being sick with J, he didn't remember until later that afternoon (recounted it as a "cute story") that she spilled some pills and brought the bottle down for him to re-cap. I remember my brain screeching to a halt, asking "...what was it?" "Oh, the tylenol." I ran to my computer, looked up OD symptoms, and called Poison Control (a number we always kept handy given her tendency to want to eat stuff, especially after the Moth Ball incident at my mom's a year earlier.) After talking with the operator, the only choice was Abington where they would decide whether to medevac to Children's, or an ambulance straight to CHOP? Abington was the fastest, I hauled ass over there (faster than waiting for 911) and THEN I had to tell the ER doctor SHE IS AUTISTIC. SHE WON'T ANSWER YOU. She was functioning expressively and pragmatically at about the level of a 1 year old. THEN I had to tell him YES SHE WOULD EAT THE PILLS. He felt they tasted nasty enough most kids would spit them out. He did the blood work, got the results and was abashed, apologetic for doubting me, said her liver numbers looked like she ate at least 5 or 6, and we needed to get the medicine in her ASAP. He told me it works best for kids to drink it in a lemon-lime soda, and I said "Run a nose tube. You won't get her to drink anything with bubbles in it." I let him try for about 20 seconds, and said "RUN A NOSE TUBE." I know I'm getting run-on and emphatic here, but I was running on 4 hours sleep in the last 24 at that point, it was around 10pm and I was getting crazed from being a psycho-mom to get this dork to listen to me. They finally got the full admit on her, got her bedded, ran the tube (the shift change ER doctor was a man whose wife worked with special needs kids. FINALLY SOMEONE LISTENED TO ME. So with the counteracting agent for acetominophen, they would also add Reglan to make sure the patient didn't vomit it up. Guess what? She had a full tonic seizure from the Reglan. Something was wrong with my daughter, she was frozen almost, not moving except for her eyes. I told the nurse, the nurse told the Pediatrician who felt the girl was just near-comatose from the OD, and I needed to realize I had a very sick child. I said "Yes, but this isn't RIGHT. Something is wrong besides that!" She went to look something up, came back and SHE apologized, saying that the Reglan had some odd side effects, and this was one of them, and it was easy to fix - a shot of benadryl and Kiddo came right out of it. There've been others - last year's adventure with CPS and the Deputy Sheriff - but that worked out even better, because Deputy has experience with autistic kids, everyone was honest, it was obvious that Kiddo lives in a fantasy world when she doesn't get what she wants. I've learned that CPS are not the Kitchen Police, and I've never had any kind of bad experience with them that truth and reality didn't resolve. [/QUOTE]
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